Yep, I've got it.
YOU ALL NEED TO FEEL SORRY FOR ME RIGHT NOW.
What if I told you that upon returning home last night, I had to take Mr. Oxford to the emergency vet? Does THAT make you feel sorry for me? I didn't get to sleep til nearly 3:00 a.m. and yet am in the office, working it out. Please say you feel a LITTLE bad for me and for the poor bubs.
(You should.) I shall keep you posted, I think the bubs will be fine. Well, once we ween him off the painkiller that makes him physically incapable of putting his tongue back in his mouth.
Photos to follow. Both of the drugged up cat and of our fabulous trip down to St. Thomas.
Happy Tuesday, everyone!
My heart is broken.
6 months ago