Last night…

Emily doesn’t feel good.  I’m going to have to catch her and take her to the vet tomorrow.  She’s not eating normally and she’s just “off.”  I’ve been taking to my cousin, who is an emergency vet tech, and she said to give her a day or two, so I did, but I’m taking her tomorrow.

So, last night, I went out and tried to get her to eat something but she was terrified by all the firecrackers and bottle rockets going off all around us.  It was going on midnight and the kids were still having fun, but all the animals must have been going insane.  The kids were right on the street, shooting them off and then they would move to a yard, so the sounds seemed to come from everywhere.

That’s not the worst part.

So, I’m trying to find her, under her tarp, or in her house and a raccoon looks right at me.  I couldn’t believe my eyes.  A young raccoon, on  very long legs that made him as tall as a dog, was walking right toward where Emily was hiding.  I talked to the raccoon who backed away slightly, and went under Em’s tarp.  Now it’s really late, dark and I’m pretty much hysterical that my cat doesn’t feel good and now she’s under there with a raccoon.

My flashlight was getting dim and I couldn’t see either one them, so I just sat down in a chair to wait it out.  I kept talking to Em, trying to let her know that I was there but eventually I went back inside about 1:30 a.m.

I’m sure there will be fireworks again tonight.  I don’t know how to get Em to eat and the air quality is so bad they are telling people with breathing problems/allergies to stay inside.   It’s in the 90’s and there’s no wind at all.  Now, I know what I just said.  We long for the sun around here. We long for, and dream about, warm weather and summer days.  We complain about the wind being 30 miles an hour.  But is there no middle ground?  The wind is ZERO, so the air isn’t moving at all, and it’s been that way for some time.  It’s wonderful walking every morning and not fighting the wind, but now things are stagnant because there are CONSEQUENCES for everything.  I’m sick about my cat, can’t think of anything else, and I just want to sleep for a week and wake up with things get back to some kind of normal, where everything is okay for a day or two and I can breath.

I don’t know where the raccoon went.  I don’t know if s/he comes by here every night.  I don’t know anything at all, and it’s making me crazy.  Other than that, it’s more of the same.  A killer virus, a mad president and unbreathable air.

Have a nice day.

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11 Responses to Last night…

  1. beth says:

    all so horrible, I hope she is okay

    • You know what that sick to your stomach, terrified, horrible feeling is like. That’s how I feel. I put the cage outside yesterday, so she wouldn’t freak out. She sniffed it and I don’t think she notices it any longer, so if I can just grab her and drop her in…I haven’t been able to do that in 8 years, but she needs to see the vet, so fingers crossed. I couldn’t believe the raccoon was there. I was so surprised, I can’t even tell you. I hope she’s not sick from him/her.

  2. Oh, my…quite a night! I’m guessing that Emily already knows that raccoon, however:) I sure hope her health rebounds or that the news from the vet will be okay!

  3. I wonder if the raccoon has been coming around and Emily is stressed out by that. Tide was pacing and barking with his back up at the booming sound of fireworks for two nights. He also didn’t want his food. I hope you get rid of the raccoon and the vet has something to make Emily feel better. Poor baby.

    • Possible but I have a feeling it’s more than that. I’m hoping I can grab her and get her in the cage, so I can even take her to the vet. She’s an outside cat and never been in a cage, as far as I know. She wasn’t feral, but a stray. Someone must have let her go. She’s not the kind of cat who would run away. Tame and sweet, not like the edgy, frightened cats who are feral. You know that awful feeling you get when you know something’s wrong. That’s how I feel. So, I’m taking her in tomorrow. Argggg.

  4. Thank you. I will definitely keep you posted. It’s not helping that it’s 90 degrees and the air quality is horrible. Hugs to you and Tide.

  5. Oh no!! Poor Em 😦
    I hope you can get her, though i know you haven’t been able to prior. I hope it is nothing serious.
    I bet the raccoon was a big surprise… hopefully it will leave now that it has seen you.

  6. oldmainer says:

    I’ll be thinking about you and Emily. Really hope everything turns out OK.

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