someone nailed a freaking 2x4 to my neck and head last night...geez i am stiff and sore.
spunk is officially in a cat mental melt down..he is not eating or drinking and he has gone thru the pipe cutout and is hiding under the bathroom vanity....sigh...freaking, god damn de-clawed cats...do people know that when they de-claw them they tumble up the coping and stress packages inside their brains? these are the cats less likely to handle stress very well...and who can blame them? last time they were in a terrible and scary predictament, a human surgically amputated their toes....they have very good reason to be very afraid.
the fact that he is a urinary crystal cat sucks even more cuz now i get to risk him developing a blockage while i try to find SOMETHING, ANYTHING that he will actually eat. hunger striking cats in the midst of a melt down are ripe for developing fatty liver disease...hey spunks owner? did you know that he can actually die from the stress of being left in a cage in my driveway for unknown hours and then moved into a busy and noisy shelter that wasn't prepared for him and didn't have any room?
sigh, sorry...it is just that i am now the one responsible if he continues to flip out and dies. i bet that is why i have a stiff and sore neck today cuz i had the life of that poor frightened cat nailed right to the top of my head....it is heavy and it hurts.