Caring for Pets
November 1, 2007I’ve been up since 6:00 a.m., which to some may not seem that early. I consider it early when your kid is still asleep, yet you are awake for the day. This morning, my husband found our beloved cat, Matisse, laying in the hallway this morning, unable to move. I picked her up and gave her love and attention, put her in a laundry basket and my husband took her to the vet at 7:00 a.m. — we just couldn’t bear (or risk) trying to put her in her normal cat carrier.
So, now I wait to hear what is wrong with her.
Pets are like people to owners. It’s sad when they are hurt. I know that Matisse won’t be with me forever, she’s 14 after all, but I hope she’s got some more in her.
I was up at 4:00 a.m. this morning, not for my son, but for my 10-year-old dog, Penny. She came into our bedroom wimpering to go outside, so I let her in the backyard thinking she’d be back in about a minute. Not so. She was gone. Through the gate.

