Expensive teeth
Sep. 9th, 2009 10:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
reymonkeyWheee life is one fun big merry-go-round. I've been feeling a little better, new kitten, coloring book job, life might be on an upswing. Then this weekend Squeakers lost her voice.
As anybody who's ever met my cat can attest, Squeaks without a voice is a pretty hard thing not to notice. Now she croaks, and grunts, where she normally has a varied and bizarre vocabulary which she uses to test the acoustics in every room in the house on a daily basis. This is a cat you can hold a conversation with, and you might have trouble getting a word in edgewise.
She was also making horking noises like she had a hairball, only not quite, and a couple times an hour. I checked the usual suspects like her stomach and her throat, and then dragged her to the vet, where they checked something I didn't think of. She has what is probably an abscessed tooth.
The irony is I was thinking I could maybe afford to go to that six-month check-up at the dentist, which they say they'll drop me as a client if I don't do. The potential bill for this whole thing comes to about a hundred dollars more than I get paid for the coloring book.
On the upside, I asked my parents for money, which is something I've only ever done once before, and that was when our car was about to die permanently, and they very kindly actually said yes. So! I guess I still get to/have to go to the dentist. Just wish Squeaks luck. They need to do a blood test first, which is over a hundred all by itself, to be sure there's nothing else going on and she'll probably be okay under anesthesia. They also gave us antibiotics and soft food, yesterday. She was actually eating the dry food just fine, and has been acting healthy apart from the no voice and horking, but she's more than happy to eat special wet food. The main problem is Froggy would be happy to eat it too, so we have to juggle things so she's shut up in the bathroom while Squeaks eats.
Anyway, to make a long story short (too late), we might still be breaking even here, as long as Squeaks comes through this okay. The coloring book money means dentist, and not having to spaz over the bills, and maybe we can go see that new Tim Burton flick this week. Breaking even is a major step up for us.
Art! Not great art, just some sketches from before/during the MI trip.
Magneto in the Morning, proof that Rey should not be allowed to read House of M while under the influence of coffee. Also, I need to go grab some Excalibur or something so I can balance my Magneto sketches with some of Nightcrawler.
The Shadow sliding along the floor or something in super action pose. If it all looks half-assed, that's because I drew it on the airplane.
Spending most of my time these days drawing the happy triangle recycling mascot of googly-eyed doom and hoping he doesn't terrify the children. The costume is a little scary. I feel comfortable saying this because even the people I'm doing the coloring book for agree. They're also beating their heads against the wall trying to come up with a name for him/her and I haven't got any good ideas either. I end up calling him 'triangle dude' in my emls. But he's colorful. And his shoes are kind of fun to draw, big doofy chunky sneakers. Ah, small joys.
Signing off now to watch Froggy try to sneak up on her reflection. If I never reply, it's because I've died of cute.
As anybody who's ever met my cat can attest, Squeaks without a voice is a pretty hard thing not to notice. Now she croaks, and grunts, where she normally has a varied and bizarre vocabulary which she uses to test the acoustics in every room in the house on a daily basis. This is a cat you can hold a conversation with, and you might have trouble getting a word in edgewise.
She was also making horking noises like she had a hairball, only not quite, and a couple times an hour. I checked the usual suspects like her stomach and her throat, and then dragged her to the vet, where they checked something I didn't think of. She has what is probably an abscessed tooth.
The irony is I was thinking I could maybe afford to go to that six-month check-up at the dentist, which they say they'll drop me as a client if I don't do. The potential bill for this whole thing comes to about a hundred dollars more than I get paid for the coloring book.
On the upside, I asked my parents for money, which is something I've only ever done once before, and that was when our car was about to die permanently, and they very kindly actually said yes. So! I guess I still get to/have to go to the dentist. Just wish Squeaks luck. They need to do a blood test first, which is over a hundred all by itself, to be sure there's nothing else going on and she'll probably be okay under anesthesia. They also gave us antibiotics and soft food, yesterday. She was actually eating the dry food just fine, and has been acting healthy apart from the no voice and horking, but she's more than happy to eat special wet food. The main problem is Froggy would be happy to eat it too, so we have to juggle things so she's shut up in the bathroom while Squeaks eats.
Anyway, to make a long story short (too late), we might still be breaking even here, as long as Squeaks comes through this okay. The coloring book money means dentist, and not having to spaz over the bills, and maybe we can go see that new Tim Burton flick this week. Breaking even is a major step up for us.
Art! Not great art, just some sketches from before/during the MI trip.
Magneto in the Morning, proof that Rey should not be allowed to read House of M while under the influence of coffee. Also, I need to go grab some Excalibur or something so I can balance my Magneto sketches with some of Nightcrawler.
The Shadow sliding along the floor or something in super action pose. If it all looks half-assed, that's because I drew it on the airplane.
Spending most of my time these days drawing the happy triangle recycling mascot of googly-eyed doom and hoping he doesn't terrify the children. The costume is a little scary. I feel comfortable saying this because even the people I'm doing the coloring book for agree. They're also beating their heads against the wall trying to come up with a name for him/her and I haven't got any good ideas either. I end up calling him 'triangle dude' in my emls. But he's colorful. And his shoes are kind of fun to draw, big doofy chunky sneakers. Ah, small joys.
Signing off now to watch Froggy try to sneak up on her reflection. If I never reply, it's because I've died of cute.
