I’m worried as hell and tired. I have 7 cats and all of them are sick. Two are mostly healed (but unfortunatelly, one of them has escaped from home today and I’m pretty worried if she will come back at night so we can give her the last medicine dosage), 3 are the “average” sick and 2 are in a critical condition. One of the critical condition, Taiga, already has breathing troubles so it concerns me she’ll get a pneumony or something like that… The other is the younger one and he doesn’t eat cat food, so it’s hard to give something that can keep him strong, specially because his throat seems to be hurting so he can’t eat.
It’s painful not only to see them like that when in a normal day they’d be sleeping in my lap, trying to enter the fridge and playing… It’s also painful the process to give them the medicine. It’s a pain to give pills to cats, it’s so hard and they seem to suffer a lot. One of my cats could have killed my sister because she scratched my sister’s neck while she was holding her to give her the medicine. We had to pay out even more money to get an injection medicine, it was impossible to give her pills. The medicine doesn’t heal them, just cut the symptoms a little but it just doesn’t seem to be working with Taiga and Frajola, the other critical condition cat.
I’m happy Rajinha (one of the mostly healed cats) came back home because she went missing for 4 days and she was already sick. But it’s HER fault my other cats are sick, because she’s the one who spend most time wandering outside and she was the one who brought the illness home to my other cats that stay home all the time. So I can’t help but feel angry at her for it.
It’s been very tiring to take care of them, especially because I have to do it alone from morning until 6 PM, because that’s when my mom and sister come back home. The windows and door need to stay closed so my other 2 wanderer cats can’t escape, so it’s hot and breathless in here.
I’ll go with my sister to a Comic Con this friday, we’ve been looking forward to it since April. But I just don’t see how we’re gonna relax and have fun there knowing how my cats are, and even worst, relax leaving my mom to take care of them by herself for a whole day. I really, really hope they get better until friday.
Of course, it if we put aside other stressful things I’m living right now. I’ve been through heavy crap, especially because I used to live with a drunk father for 17 years, but this is being the worst December of my life so far.