My poor little babygirl went in to be spayed the other day (if you fancy seeing a close-up, here’s a pic taken 24 hours later… nicely healing, but looks like a butcher did it)… BUT… and there’s a massive BUT… I am furious with the vets on how they dealt with it.
She’s NOT spayed! Nope, no spaying done at all.
Other half took her to the vets, and I informed him he had to give them his mobile number, as he would be closer, and could get there in 2 minutes, should he be needed for any reason.
And they called him.
To tell him she’s pregnant. Of course she’s fucking pregnant – that’s what cats do the best. But she can still be spayed! But no, they called him and informed him there’s babies in the tum, and that there “might be complications” (of course there might be fucking complications!!! There might be complications during ANY spaying), and whether he wanted them to go-ahead with the spaying, or let her have the kittens. They even went as far as saying she’s fit and healthy and there’s no reason why she couldn’t have another litter!
So, other half was now worried about Ms Monkey-Pie and any complications, and worried about the “babies” (Catholic and all), and decided against going ahead with the operation.
He then called me… and told me she was preggers, to which I replied “of course she is”, and he then said they had given him the option of whether to go ahead with the op… he didn’t tell me he’d by then already told them to close her up.
I hang up on him and call the vets straight away – telling them to please go ahead with the op (although I knew I would cry like a little baby afterwards… I shouldn’t have worried as I ended up bawling my eyes out anyway).
And they say – oh we’ve already closed her up, and she’s waking up, we can’t go ahead with it now!
I was fuming – sad and upset for Pie, and fuming that they had put it in a way to my other half to make it sound like it would be in the best interest of our girl to have the kittens… it’s NOT in her best interest! She had a litter less than 12 weeks ago. She needs to be able to be her again, not just a mummy.
So… now she will have another litter… which will only be getting milk from her for the first 2 weeks, after that they will be on the bottle, so Pie can be spayed as soon as possible.
And so the last two girls of Pie’s litter will be re-homed. We decided to keep them when I wasn’t 100% happy with any that offered them a home. They’re my little baba-lubas… my little angels. We absolutely adore them to bits (and I wish I could show you loads of pictures, but with the two of them racing about or climbing legs or curtains it’s impossible to get a decent picture.
Our favourite is bringing them into bed and see a film – it doesn’t matter if the film is rubbish – the two of them pouncing about on the bed is excellent entertainment. 😀
But… with hand rearing kittens coming up, and constantly having to keep an eye on the two girls with the dogs still, and there are days where I can barely walk, and to top it off Pie’s started to become agressive towards them… the girls would be better off with the right family.
And if all goes to plan, they will be joining their new families this week… we could have done it over the weekend, but it’s heartbreaking to let them go… although we are thrilled with their new home. They will be playmates to a pre-teen girl who’s slightly differently able. She lost her elderly cat a while ago, and her and the kittens will be having loads of fun. They will be living on a small homestead, and it’s a three generation family, where grandma already has three kitties that bring home pressies every day (if they grow up to be like Pie, they will be in heaven catching mice and birds!).
(The two baby-monkeys running riots on the sofa)
So, heartbreak and kittens aside… I’m really not doing too well at the moment. If it’s not the body, it’s the head… and of course there’s days where there’s both! 😀
Luckily I’m seeing the cardiology specialist this month, so hopefully something can be sorted. There’s some tablets I could try help with the fatigue, but I’ve tried to get a doc appointment and couldn’t get any until this week, and as there’s now less than 2 weeks to the hospital appointment I saw no point, as I wouldn’t be certain if the tablets were working or I was just having a few good days until then.
Head’s either all over the place, or gone away on holiday… the other day my other half found a pack of ham I’d stuck in the medicine cabinet. *sigh*
Other half’s been doing wonders with the porch in-the-making! 😀
Soon enough I will get the blasted washing machine out of the kitchen, and can finally start figuring out how we want the kitchen – and I can order my fridge!!! This is like the highlight of the summer for me. 😀
I am however NOT impressed with a local company that supplies roofing shingles. We bought a pack, and was short 2 “strips” (or whatever it’s called). Went back to see if they had any loose… and they did – as they were scattered outside! And they refused to let us have two loose ones!!! Bloody bastards. We’d been happy to pay, but instead we had to buy a whole blooming pack for £40. In the end they’re the losers… if they’d let us buy two of the loose ones, we would have happily recommended them to people, as the shingles are great… but they customer service let them down. I won’t slag them off by name (it’s their livelyhood), but not a word of praise will be spoken either.
This is why I love B&Q. I would rather support local businesses… but B&Q’s got it right. They’re always so happy to please. Just the other day I spotted a tray of alpines. I wanted them! But the tray was missing one plant. So I wandered around trying to see them, so I could get a full tray… but of course didn’t spot them (ham in the medicine cabinet!)… so asked a chap that worked there. He said I thought that was the last, but still went to check, and when realising it really was the last tray, he knocked off a big chunk of the price for me. They’re looking really nice around the pond, I shall try to post pics one of these days.
Although the weather hasn’t been great at all, the waterlilies are doing fab! We’re now on the second one in the back garden (pink) and the third and fourth in the front garden:
(Second water lily in the back garden)
(My massive hunk of a tomcat showing off the third and fourth water lily in the front garden… the one closest just opening up).