Our little darling Goliath was back in the hospital again… a 3 day stay, hooked up to IV again. He’s home now and feisty as ever. I’m in utter shock that I can get his antibiotics down him each night. I learned how to pop pills into a cat from a Martha Stewart segment and it works like a charm. Good ol’ Martha!
I’ve got to get some art sold… his little medi-emergency was no cheap ticket! I’ll post goodies for sale over the weekend too. Some art, some supplies… pretty much whatever I’ve got, LOL.
UPDATE AS OF MARCH 20th: Goliath continues to be sick and dehydrated, but showing signs of improvement. We are forcing him to drink by squirting water into his mouth with a syringe every few hours and he’s on new medicine now. He has a good day where he’s up and playing, then a bad day where he sleeps the whole day. He’s been back to the vet again, where they took more blood and sent it to Oregon State University for more testing. The bills are swallowing up my savings that I need for tax time… but what can I do? I love the little bugger… he’s our family. I can’t let money determine if he lives or dies. At least as long as I can help it!!
Oh my poor little Goliath is sick and still at the ‘hospital’. The vet said he would call me today if I could come pick him up, but no call. I am sitting on pins and needles waiting to talk to them, when they get back in the office tomorrow.
