Ok this weekend was actually pretty good. My mom came and we got along the whole time, mostly. She brought me homemade stroganoff. Yay! We went shopping on friday and saturday. We got lost trying to find Borders on Friday so we went to the mall instead. My mother never gets to go to the mall so she was excited. Her favorite stores there are Claire's and Hottopic. We also went to Toys'r'us. I should probably never be aloud in toy stores. I play with everything and it takes every ounce of my being not to run around the store squealing. On Saturday we went to Saturday Market and she go this wall plaque that says Carpe Noctem. We finally found Borders. So yes, I am finally in possesion of the May Metal Hammer. Unfortunatly, I saw the Classic Rock Magazine with Steven Tyler on the cover but did not have the money to get both. le sigh. Anyway, the rest of the day was spent at thrift stores, Shoes Right Here, the chocolate shop, and several other stores. My mother likes to shop but doesn't get to get out much. At somepoint when we were in my room my mother was watching South Park, yes, its ok to be frightened. She left sunday with about half a carload of my belongings. Yet, when you look in my room it doesn't look like anything is missing. sigh. We were going to get a hotel for one night as a treat away from the dorms and a chance at a private shower. But we decided against it because of how much the vet bills were being estimated at.
Now here comes the bad news, the very bad news. My kitty is sick. My bratty evil cat that everyone hates, that is the center of my universe that I spoil rotten and love as though she is my child is sick. She is very sick. She wasn't eating and she was dehydrated so my mom took her to the vet Friday before she left to come up here. They said that Ruby was just a bit dehydrated and that her teeth were to blame for her not eating and that he was going to keep her over the weekend on an IV and give her a "dental" on Monday and she would be fine. We called Saturday to check on her and they said she was getting better. She was sitting up and screaming at everyone (very normal behavior for her). We went shopping for canned food because he said no more dried food. We got her a new tag for her collar. I looked at toys I was going to get her to say I was sorry for being gone so much. I called mom after she was supposed to pick up Ruby from the vet today. She was crying. Ruby is much worse. She is still dehydrated. They have given her so much fluid she should be over hydrated. She is barley moving. They have her in an oxygen tent. Her temperature is below normal so they have her on a water circulating heating pad. They have ruled out an infection because they have given her very antibiotic they could find with no change. They don't know what is wrong with her. I'm sobbing for hours on the phone and my mom is asking me what I want done with the body. She's not dead yet! I can't go home. I want to go home. I'm stuck here another month. Hairball tried to make me feel better with ice cream and gummi bears. I stopped careing about school and work awhile ago. I've already lost my dog, several family members, and a friend since this hellish school year started. I just want my kitty to be better.
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