Friday, March 15, 2013
It's been quite a week. On Saturday, Granddaughter was born. On Monday, it snowed and as usual we had to dig the car out, since no gritters come near our little street. The snow had more or less gone by the evening and since then it's been reasonably mild.
On Wednesday we took Sirius Cat, aka Velvet Ted, to the vet and since then we've been very worried about him. The second lot of blood tests didn't show any infection, alas, and the vet is now referring to his lungs as having lesions, which don't sound good at all. He's not very good at explaining and we were too shocked to ask all the questions that we thought of afterwards. He gave us diuretics for Sirius so presumably this is to reduce the fluid in his lungs. Poor Sirius: he's such an amiable cat and he's not quite six, so we didn't expect him to get ill at this stage. Of course one should not allow oneself to get attached to little animals but it's impossible not to do so. He seems reasonably contented, which is a mercy, and purrs away as usual but is definitely not his usual bouncy self.
Yesterday we cheered ourselves up by going to an exhibition of watercolours and having coffee in the gallery restaurant.
Then today, Daughter 1, SIL1, his parents and the two little ones came for a meal. Granddaughter mainly slept. Grandson played and played and giggled and danced and then had a brief lie down.
It didn't last long.
How I love him. And her of course. And poor furry Ted.