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Aug. 10th, 2011 11:07 pm I'm covered in bug bites. I don't know how this happened. I suspect a herd of mosquitoes comes into the apartment every time I open the door to let the cat in or out, which is approximately every ten minutes in the evening.
Did I tell you guys I started letting the cat outside? She was making me INSANE and I think it was kind of unfair to have the windows open but not allow her to actually go outside, so I started letting her out in the evenings. Jim let her out one day while I was at work and when he came home and let her in many hours later, she had been attacked by some kind of large thing with teeth. She had a cone on her head for two weeks, and the vet shaved her sides, and I had to squirt antibiotics into her mouth and put cream on the wounds twice a day. Finally we had her back to the vet and they updated all her shots and microchipped her, and said I could start letting her out again.
Except now I'm terrified to leave her outside, in case she gets attacked again. So she goes out, then comes back, and I let her in. Then she wants to go back out again, because she was only out for ten minutes, so I let her out (not wanting to punish her for coming back in by restricting her access. I don't want her to learn that when she comes back she has to stay for good, because I'm afraid she won't come back for hours and hours if she learns that). Then I let her in. Then I let her out...
...umm, I talked to Jim on the phone in the middle of writing this, and now I suddenly feel like I have nothing more to say. Hmmm. I think it's bedtime anyway, so, uh, yeah. G'night.
Did I tell you guys I started letting the cat outside? She was making me INSANE and I think it was kind of unfair to have the windows open but not allow her to actually go outside, so I started letting her out in the evenings. Jim let her out one day while I was at work and when he came home and let her in many hours later, she had been attacked by some kind of large thing with teeth. She had a cone on her head for two weeks, and the vet shaved her sides, and I had to squirt antibiotics into her mouth and put cream on the wounds twice a day. Finally we had her back to the vet and they updated all her shots and microchipped her, and said I could start letting her out again.
Except now I'm terrified to leave her outside, in case she gets attacked again. So she goes out, then comes back, and I let her in. Then she wants to go back out again, because she was only out for ten minutes, so I let her out (not wanting to punish her for coming back in by restricting her access. I don't want her to learn that when she comes back she has to stay for good, because I'm afraid she won't come back for hours and hours if she learns that). Then I let her in. Then I let her out...
...umm, I talked to Jim on the phone in the middle of writing this, and now I suddenly feel like I have nothing more to say. Hmmm. I think it's bedtime anyway, so, uh, yeah. G'night.
