This morning started with a snuggle.
Then a hug, and a spinning, affectionate Elka.
Then things went downhill.
I took Elka to her daycare, and Elka did not go down the normal route to the yard. So the lady that was trying to get her outside grabbed her by the collar and hurt her finger in the process. That sucks, but I’ve done it grabbing dogs too - nail catches, ouchie.
She then proceeded to very roughly grab Elka’s collar and drag her to the yard - Elka’s front feet were off the ground unable to reach the ground and support her weight: very dangerous for her throat. I was in so much shock I couldn’t even respond. I’ve spent much of the day berating myself for failing Elka: I should have grabbed her and left.
In any case, I am waiting a call back from the owner as she investigates what happens. I’ll be honest, I’m not expecting much from this - it’s one person’s word against another’s I have no reason to want to pull Elka out of daycare, after all, she loves it and I need to board her in March too. I love that daycare and one of my foster programs uses it. But I’m scared, now, to leave Elka there.
We’ll see.
On the “up” side I took my Prius in for a service and while there I test drove a Venza. I loved that car. I still need to test drive the Honda Element, Subaru Forester (test-driving a Subaru is almost not necessary, I love them always) and possibly a few others. No decision for awhile but that’s ok too, I want to do these test drives while weather is slick and rainy.
Tomorrow at 10am I have a second cat coming over. He sounds like an incredible cat He’s a year old, grey, grew up with a golden retriever and his best buddy is a boston terrier. Hopefully Mali will take to him quite quickly, because we’re doing a trial and if it doesn’t work out, his owner has a backup plan for another family. I really think that Mali could use a playmate and companion (especially on the few business trips I go on every year), and lord knows Elka could use a dog-friendly cat in the house.
I’m super psyched!
In any case, today has been this humongous mental drain for me. I’ve cried multiple times over the forlorn look on Elka’s face when I left her - normally she can’t wait to get out to the yard. Something recently has changed there, and I trust Elka’s judgement more than my own in this case.
Wish us luck tomorrow with the second cat - his name is JC, short for Jean Claude. I’d prefer Kayne had stuck around for another 15 years, I miss my little monster. :(
But JC sounds fantastic, so here’s hoping!
-Lisa, 1 month, 1 week, 6 days, 21 hours, 28 minutes ago .:;. Comment (0)