We Missed You Hissed the Lovecats

What a weekend. Friday evening was fine. Allison and I were craving sushi, so we went to Sakura Blue in order to avoid the potential $70 bill that would have appeared if we went to our favorite restaurant, Maido. Three awesome rolls and $20 later, we were more than satisfied. The rest of evening was low key and spent at home. I played around with a receiver that allowed me to use my XBox controller on my laptop. Look out Team Fortress 2!

Saturday was Caturday as we took Zoe and Harriet to the vet for their annual check up and shots. We also got them microchipped just in case something crazy happened and they got out. They were fairly well-behaved while at the vet and took their shots like champs, the only real problem occurred on the way home when Zoe peed in her carrier. We gave her a bath (and Harriet too, since that's how we roll in the Brown/Cuyjet household) and other than the post-vet hissies, they were fine.

Saturday night we went to the Rudyard Kipling since my band, Old Man was scheduled to perform. Due to double booking, miscommunication, and sound engineering problems, we decided to pull out since we wouldn't be going until... oh... closing time! Instead, we went ahead and booked the bar for Friday Halloween night, so we're going to try to make it one hell of a night.

Sunday was pretty lazy until the evening. Around seven o'clock P.M., Zoe slowly crawled into my lap and started to whine and growl. She was telling me that something was up. When I put her on the floor, she slinked around and continued to moan. I called our friend Lori, who works at another vet's office, for some advice and then called the emergency hotline for our personal vet. One of the doctors got back with me and suggested giving Zoe a low-dose aspirin, which I did. Lori came over and took Zoe's temperature, which was high. She called ahead to her workplace that has staff there 24 hours a day and let them know that we were coming in. They admitted her and started to work on her right away. We left her there overnight and I was a little upset about not getting to say goodbye, but what can you do? About thirty minutes after we left, the doctor called and let me know that Zoe was running a fever of 105° which is about 4° over normal. They gave her some fluids and a shot and would let us know how she was doing in the morning.

This morning I went to work all worried and missing my little girl. Harriet seems to be doing fine and wanted to play, so at least I don't have to worry about her, too. The vet's office called me this morning and said that Zoe was doing a lot better and that we can pick her up anytime. I'm at work, but Allison is going to get her. Needless to say that I can't wait to see her when I get home.