It has been crazy even by Husted standards!
This morning we took Kevin the female cat, to the vet. She had cried all evening the night before and all night long. Ruth and Mary had recognized she wasn't using her paw and when Wanda tried to check it she really wailed and hissed. A couple of days ago I had broken up a cat fight with her and a neighborhood cat but hadn't seen any evidence that she'd been injured. Well, the vet wondered, as we had, about the possibility of a broken paw but after she had administered some pain meds and then finally put her out, she was able to ascertain that it was an abscess, probably due to a puncture wound from the fight. Her temp was 4 degrees high and so they put some ice packs around her and then went to work in the wound. They cleaned it out and injected 4-5 syringes of iodine fluid into it and then put some antibiotic right into it, gave her an antibiotic by injection, gave her rabies and another shot, and an oral antibiotic and we were soon on our way.
We return rend home and found that Hannah had dropped off Winston and Ollie so that she could go to her ob appointment, and Wanda's friend, Finau, along with her daughter and grandson, we're waiting to see her and Eve. Winston was obviously not feeling well - running a temp and flushed. I just held him and he drifted off to sleep...until it was time for me to take Wanda and Eve to Eve's dr. appointment. She's doing beautifully and we raced over to Culvers to pick up a sandwich and show Bekah Eve.
We flew back home to drop off food and the run to the high school to pick up Rachel so that she could make it to her orthodontist appointment in Madison. Wanda was able to get Robert to pick them up so that they could get Rachel to work in Barneveld and I flew home to pick up Rich so that we could go to Ruth's orchestra concert.
We returned from the concert in time for supper and just as we'd eaten Phil called needing help as he'd had a blow out on his way home from work. I left to go rescue him. He needed to fill his spare with air and then changed the tire. I followed him home just to be sure that all was well with the spare and it was. :-)
I got home, brushed my teeth and sat down to swatch some news but it wasn't long before I knew that my crazy day was going to catch up with me. Crazy days are good...but I'm tired....
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