Saber pulled through. I will admit to being surprised. So is the hubs. The cat didn’t eat for a long time, but according to our vet, the formula and Nutri-Cal my daughter and I force-fed him probably saved him. Poor cat–we squirted warm kitty formula down his throat every two hours for days.
But he’s up and eating and loving on us like crazy. And he was his normally grouchy, demanding self in time for breakfast this morning.
I only wrote about 1500 words yesterday, so today I have a lot of work to do. Already got the morning workout in and I’m ready to kick wordage BUTT!
Thanks for all the messages, emails, notes, direct messages… whew. I loved each and every one, but sometimes, I do miss the days of one email address. 😉
Category: My Writing Life