Scared Sick
I had a lot to tell you about.
I was going to tell you about how proud I was that I recognized, not only a Dutch dialect, but which dialect it was.
I was going to show you the crabcakes CB made for our dinner over the weekend.
I was going to talk about the difference between escalators in Gent and Brussels.
I was going to give you an anecdote about poop covered babies.
But on Sunday Rex started vomiting fluid and acting strange.
By Monday he had stopped moving, eating and using the litter box other than one bout of severe diarhea.
On Tuesday CB took him to the vet and they decided to keep him until Thursday to see if he just had a virus and needed fluids or if it was something worse.
Tonight they decided it is definitely something worse. Something causing his digestive system to fail.
Tomorrow morning they will cut open my baby to find and fix whatever is basically killing my cat.
And I’m having a hard time even breathing, let alone blogging.















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