Peanut moved in and we became the best of friends. Outside my darling roommate, Lindsay, Peanut really got me through that first deployment. He was my best support, even though he was a feline. He loves me. Just ask Bryan.
Bryan came home and wanted to hang out with his little buddy ... but nooooo. Peanut would sleep on my side of the bed - flat out ignoring Bryan. He's wouldn't pay him any attention. Peanut moved on and thought Bryan should, too.
Peanut & his sissy showing her the ropes.Slowly, over the last couple of years, Peanut has found a happy medium between the Bryan and I - but at the end of the day, he still sleeps with me.
So here Peanut and I are again. Another deployment; this time with a couple more attachments, Mac & Jack - both who are clueless to the situation.
But Peanut knows. He's very insightful.
Mac just wants to play. Jack just wants to eat. Every night, he purrs his way up to my shoulder and I fall asleep to his motorboat. (I really think I got Jack to sleep in his own room so PPFace and I could cuddle again. Kidding!! [uh, kind of]).
PP & I at our Tacky Christmas Sweater Party (2006ish?)
He lets me do whatever.
He lets me do whatever.
That is why it pains me to say ... I found out today that Peanut has diabetes. It's nothing I can cure with his diet, unfortunately. Between all of the possibilities, it was the best outcome- he could of had either kidney or renal failure. So, I have to bring Peanut back in on Monday - we have to see where he's at health-wise and where we can go from here. He'll need daily insulin injections. (like I have nothing else to do).
I hate it - but he's still fairly young. He's only 5 - his vet said he was an older cat ... but I think the cats that are 10 - 11 years old are 'old'. So here I sit looking at my savings account and calculating years-worth of insulin shots. It makes my stomach hurt. Half of my paycheck will go to daycare and the other half to cat insulin. I can't ignore it - it's not very humane to not treat an ill animal when you know what the issue is. But on the other hand ... you know. Now I just have to wait for Bryan to call home so I can break the news about his little pal.
He's a part of our family. He's Bryan's cat, but my friend. I am sad. :(
Peanut hanging out today.(thanks a lot, God. - just add something else to my plate.)
3 comments:
Having just lost Angie, I get it. You need to do what you need to do. Bryan will understand.
I understand this way too well. Kody (our beloved almost 15 year old lab) has had so many health problems that she currently costs us $400 a month. No, that is not a typo. It is $400 a month. Special food, special medicine, special care. It's been this way for going on 6 years now. Have you seen the car I drive? Yeah, now you know why. Sorry I can't be of more help. :-(
that stinks! Has your vet told you about the speical diets they have out there. I know they are kinda of expensive. If you want I can check some prices on foods out here and let you know and i could ship them to you. We've had 2 cats in the last year with Diabetes and 1 for sure has done really good on just the diet food, the other I think we had to put him on insulin. That cat we prescribed a people insulin and that way maybe your insurance would cover some of the costs. Just a thought. Let me know what you want to do and I would love to help out. Just remember I have connections too since I work at a clinic.
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