Hi everyone, Katie here.
Seven to ten days. That's how long Glogirly's vet said it would take to get rid of her cold virus. That's WAY too long if you ask me. This whole *I don't feel good* excuse is really throwing a wrench into my schedule.
It's not complicated -
But since Gloman is out of town, Waffles and I aren't getting our 4:00am snack. And as far as breakfast is concerned, we're forced to wait until Glogirly's cold medicine wears off before she wakes up from her stuffy-nose-stupor. We don't know if we'll get breakfast at 8:00, 9:00 or even (gasp!) 10:00am.
I don't know what's worse. The hunger or not knowing when my next meal will be.
This morning, do you know that she barely mixed my food up in my dish??? There were unsightly lumps of chicken pate. The presentation was sloppy and disappointing.
Dinner, at least I GOT it, was much the same.
I'm actually considering reaching out to the cat sitter. I think we need a Glogirly sitter.
I fear tomorrow I may be staring at an unopened can. With no thumbs and no hope.
On a much brighter spot...
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