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[verbicide]

This morning sucked.

Got up early after too little sleep. Had to put Hobbes in the carrier. I'd just like to note that he's normally fine with travel. He doesn't get excited about being stuffed into the carrier, but doesn't meow and dart away like he did this morning, which really got my day started on the wrong foot. I felt like a monster.



I hauled him off to the vet's where they did a quick blood glucose test on him and determined that it was particularly low and thus they wanted him to stay for an all day glucose curve. Apparently this is good because it means we're close to getting the dosage right.

I just got a call from Dr. Henkle. The positive news is that he's responding very well to the glucose. The dosage actually needs to be cut down to 1/3rd and re-tested in two weeks. He has started peeing less, which is a great clinical sign and he's just as frisky and happy as ever. Also I can pick him up at 4, instead of 5 which means I can actually make it to Amanda's class in Madison Park, instead of taking an alternative class in Fremont.

This week was getting crazy. Everything was converging onto Thursday, when I'm desperate to leave for Vancouver. Happily, have been able to reschedule Judy's birthday dinner for tonight (just the two of us, vs. the mass party on Saturday) and am going to see if Jeff can come by on Wednesday night to learn how to inject Hobbsie so he can take care of him over the weekend. I wanted to head up earlier on Thursday because I have to leave fairly early on Saturday to attend Judy's birthday party. It probably made the most sense to not go to Vancouver this weekend, but I really miss Greg and am unwilling to do without him for another week.

I'm still torn on whether or not to take Hobbes up to Greg's for the weekend.

Con: hauling food/litterbox to his apartment

Pro: not missing Hobbsie miserably for 3 days

Con: dealing with border issues, even though his rabies vaccine is up to date

Pro: not making Jeff trek out to Ballard from Capitol Hill twice a day (even though he insists it is not a problem)

Con: if he doesn't come with me, I can leave directly from my interview up north in Lynnwood instead of schlepping back to pick up Hobbes from Ballard.

Pro: if I come back to Ballard, I can easily change out of formal clothes, and pack easily before heading up to Vancouver instead of trying to remember everything while still flummoxed about interview.

Greg says it's absolutely no problem to have Hobbes there. In fact, he'd kind of like it because he adores Hobbes. I know Hobbes gets terribly upset being left alone, even with a wonderful visitor such as Jeff, coming by to lavish him with affection. Hobbes travels remarkably well in the car, so that's not a big factor. He seems to like looking out the window.

I can get a second litter pan and litter for the car/Greg's place and not have to disrupt his current set up. Food isn't that hard to pack. Greg will move his crunchable birdses out of harm's way.

Hobbes would be with me, which is really all I want out of life. I'm such a loser. I actually started to cry on the way home from the vet's because it absolutely freaks me out to have him not come back with me. And I suppose the realization that he would be getting poked all day.

I sleep better with Hobbes around. Hobbes won't be lonely, but he sure loves his own space, too. He'd just ideally prefer that I not leave the apartment ever.

AAAAAAAAAAARGH.


I don't know what to fucking do. You guys tell me. Please, for the love of god, weigh in.

[Poll #350174]

Comments

[some_other_dave]

From the sound of it, both you and Hobbsie will be much more happy if he accompanies you. To me, that's the end of the thought process. He'll be happy; you'll be happy; everybody will be fine with the situation. Yes, it will be more hassle--particularly if the bordies decide to be annoying. But at least you'll have Hobbsie there with you.

Besides, maybe one of the twittering crunchy feathered kitty-treats will escape confinement and find its way to Hobbsie's deserving tummy! ;)

(Why yes, I am evil! My GF tells me that all the time!)

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

I think you're absolutely right. I'd spend the entire few days riddled with guilt and worry and that makes no sense.

And nothing wrong with being evil. I'm sure she means it as the highest of compliments!

[paris-of-priam.livejournal.com]

Hrm...

Yo, baby, I didn't know you were into EATING BIRDS, but now that I do I'll have to make sure not to leave you alone with them! :)

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Damn. Busted! :D

[neojima.livejournal.com]

From the poll title (Should He Stay or Should He Go?), I thought you were talking about Dubya. Oops.

[verbicide.livejournal.com]

Yeah, not so much. I have a fairly definitive response in the case of W.