Day Three Hundred Twenty

The Day After

Boo! had her surgery yesterday. She seems fine. I am still a nervous mom. I can only imagine how crazy Andy and I will be when it's time for Rooney's surgery. Hers will be extremely risky. (Heavy sigh)

Okay, Patti - focus...

Have you ever noticed how people come into your life when you need a certain lesson, help or advice? If you're young, you may not have figured that out yet. It's easier to see a pattern when you've lived long enough to have some perspective.

Well, lately, it seems everyone I meet has had, or currently has, a bearded dragon. The plumber who came here yesterday to replace the garbage disposal was the latest in a long list of "experts" on all things beardie.

Actually, he was an expert in a lot of things (in his mind) and was actually kind of scary. He declared he is married to a vet, which seemed to imply he, by association, was an expert in animals, too.  Now, he didn't specify if that was military or animal, but I assumed it was the latter.

Anyway, he regaled me with tales of owning the "world's largest guinea pig" (emphasizing it was going into the Guinness Book of World Records;) finding the "world's largest spider"

 

(Huntsman) on his property; and owning the....you guessed it....world's largest....bearded dragon. Well, he never really said that, but I assumed it, since everything in his purview is the world's largest. I did notice his hands were rather small....... 

Mr. Plumber informed me Copper may stop eating, or was it go into a state of shock, over the cats. Now, I have seen many videos and pictures of cats and beardies being the best of buds. I believe in peace and harmony and my animal friends are going to get along damnit, or it's curtains for them!

Oh, and I nearly forgot. Mr. Plumber also had the world's largest aquarium - a 200 gallon one with front entry doors. Now, that's when I called "foul." I have been doing my research and could find nothing like that. I also called his bluff when I asked if I could get a number for his wife so I could look into getting one later for Copper. 

He looked flustered - like a deer in headlights - and stammered that what I have will be just fine for a long time. You see, his wife "likes everything over the top." Yea, it's all his wife's doing. I'm thinking she is attracted to insecure men who like to exaggerate.....Just sayin....


Gosh, it's so quiet here with baby-cat so out of it. I know I'm supposed to keep her quiet but I miss Boo!  When she got home yesterday, Dash was the one who greeted her. Jack and Rooney needed to get their "smells" in but the rest of the guys kept their distance.

Andy reminded me we have an enclosure which would keep her safe and on ground level. The only problem - neither of us had any idea where it was. He looked in the garage. I gave a cursory peek in all the unused bedrooms aka junk rooms. Nowhere.

Finally, I had a hunch and looked under the bed in the front room. Sure enough, there it was. It occurred to me I should probably tell Andy I found it - since he was still scouring the garage - but I was too achy to walk that far. I figured he would eventually give up. He did and was not happy I hadn't told him he could stop the search. Hey, he lived.

Anyway, we set up the enclosure, complete with bed, litter box, toys, food and water. At first, she was fascinated by this new thing. Then it dawned on her she was stuck in there. Panic, or perhaps disbelief set in. All in all, baby cat was having a bad day.

Dash was watching the whole time and tried to get as close to her as possible. Close, as in, jumping on top of the thing and collapsing it. When that failed to bring about the desired result, he tried to push through the screening. Now, a spay is quite different than a neuter. When the guys had their nards removed, they acted like nothing had happened. She has an incision about an inch long. I need to keep her safe from prying noses.

AS I WAS TYPING THAT LAST LINE, I HEARD A STRANGE "KAPLOOSH" AND TURNED JUST IN TIME TO SEE DASH - WHO HAD HURLED HIMSELF AT THE ENCLOSURE - PIVOT AND RUN UNDER THE COUCH WHEN HE REALIZED MAYBE WHAT HE DID WASN'T SUCH A GOOD THING!!  My heart is pounding. Boo! is shook up wondering what just happened. Finn, Eli and Chance came to investigate the noise and just looked at Dash like, "Oh, you are in so much trouble. When mom grabs her chest like that and her eyes bug out, you best run."  

I could just sit here all day providing running commentary. However, I need to find a pool contractor and someone to install the mantelpiece. There was a time when I would have just stuck it up there myself. I used to be a whiz with a butter knife....