Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

sick furr

My orange tabby is still sick.

For the last five weeks. And three trips to the vet for $100/each still haven't figured it out. The cheap tests didn't show anything, the medications aren't helping, so we're upgrading to the more expensive tests.

The maddening part is that he acts fine. He still purring, snuggling, showing up at dinner time (still not eating people food), and still beating up the neurotic fluffball).

So Friday, he's getting an ultrasound. For $350, there had better be some answers.

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