What I did Saturday

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So, we were having people out to the roomie's folks for a party to celebrate the 21st anniversary of a TV show called The Wizard. We were waiting for the people to come in from Dallas & they had just called about 45 earlier to say they were leaving (we had expected them to leave about 2 hrs earlier!) And I get a phone call from a friend's mom (who is actually closer to my age then the friend) telling me I needed to get over to her daughter's because Pixie is dying. Yes, Pixie is her cat. I tell her I'm on my way. As I jump up and start running around getting what I need to drive back into town. "What's wrong?" the roomie asks & I tell her. So I'm about halfway there & she calls again & says that my friend wants to take her to the emergency vet, but needs me to drive - I tell her where I am & that I'll call her. I get there & I have to say, that Pixie looks REALLY BAD. I grab a clean shirt, her purse & keys & lock the door behind her then run to the car & open the door so she can keep her hands on the cat. I kid you not, I thought we lost her several times in the car - she had several seizures & seemed gone by the time we got there. But the tech took her back, they put an IV in & got some glucose started & she came right back. Pixie is 13, has been diabetic since she was about 7. My friend called this morning & said she was going by to pet Pixie's little head, & that the vet wanted to keep her for a few more hours for observation. The vet says she seems to be blind, but that happens a lot with these low blood sugar comas & seizures, but it will probably pass. My friend is happy, & so are the rest of us. So, if you pray or just think good thoughts, keep my friend & Pixie on your list. Might throw the roomie's dad on there too, he's having a minor surgical procedure soon. And I, am going to go grab a few cats & lay down, I'm beat. I'd've never gotten home last night if I hadn't had a nap after the vet run before the company got to Austin. I'm sore & tired & going to lay down.