I was going to do a post today for Throw Back Thursday with the top viewed pictures from Flickr, but I’m going to save those for next Thursday.
In case you missed it on Facebook/Instagram/Tumblr yesterday….
Yes, that is correct: she’s not pregnant.
My only consolation is that Fred had ZERO doubt that she was pregnant, so he’s wronger than I am, and that’s always a comfort.
After getting no sleep Tuesday night, I woke up Wednesday morning and found a local vet with an ultrasound machine, and made an appointment. They could see pretty quickly that there were no babies in there. I’d gotten so little sleep Tuesday night (literally maybe an hour and a half total) that instead of going home, I called the vet Challenger’s House uses, made sure it was okay to drop her off, and went straight there. They kept her overnight and will spay her today. I’ll pick her up this evening, and then we’re basically counting down ’til she has her last vaccination in a couple of weeks.
I’m disappointed for me, but thrilled for her – she doesn’t have to go through the birthing process or raise kittens. She gets to be foot loose and fancy free. (We are, however, taking away the kitten food. She’ll get some occasional baby food, though. Hard to break that addiction, so she can’t go cold turkey.)
It’s been almost exactly three years since Lilybet faked us out, so I guess we were due!
By the way, after Monday night into Tuesday morning, I had no doubt she was in heat – the question was whether she was pregnant too. As I told the vet who did the ultrasound yesterday, that girl is in the hottest heat I’ve ever seen. She was spraying all over the room, she was calling, if you so much as thought about touching the nape of her neck she’d crouch down and throw her tail to the side. I was so worried that she’d manage to shoot through the door when we opened it, that we put the screen door up at the bottom of the stairs just in case.
“SUCKERS. BRING ME MY BABY FOOD.”
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Throw Back to what I listened to ALL NIGHT LONG Tuesday. Turn it up. Turn it WAY UP.
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“HUGS!”
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Previously
2015: “We was just talking about how weird you are, lady.”
2014: “TO BITE YOU WITH MY TEEF.”
2013: No entry.
2012: No entry.
2011: Kara would like me to know that she’s got her eye on that smug little princess brat.
2010: No entry.
2009: Kitten’s all “::Gasp!:: It’s Tom Cullen, the Ambassador of Love!”
2008: Apparently atop the air conditioning unit is quite the hopping social scene.
2007: No entry.
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.