Trip to the emergency vet

When I got home from work Spyder didn't come to meet me at the door. I looked all around, all over and couldn't find him. Finally he walked out from behind the couch. And there was something wrong. He was lethargic and zonked out and not himself. Finally I called mashfanficchick's mother and asked her if she could take us to the emergency vet. She did. They found nothing serious except he possibly has a heart problem so they want me to take him to our vet for a sonogram.

So we came home, and he seems much better but still not quite right.

And now it's time for bed.

Gratitude List:

1. Everything checked out ok.

2. Spyder.

3. Friends, especially mashfanficchick and her mom.

4. The emergency vet.

5. Bed soon.

6. I could afford this, barely.

Spyder seems a little better

But he isn't eating, which is worrisome. I got him some canned tuna to try instead of his usual dry cat food, but no go.

I applied for, and was approved, a Care Credit card, which I can hopefully use to pay for his treatment. I will call the vet tomorrow if I can, I should have done it today but I didn't.

Went to my meeting in the evening, after dinner at Boston Market. Good meeting.

That's all.

Gratitude List:

1. My meeting and the people there.

2. Approved for Care Credit.

3. My cold is better.

4. Friends.

5. Spyder is still with us.

6. My other cats and turtle are fine.