rxqueen

le-fucking-sigh
My Kitten is sick! yesterday he stayed in one spot (which was on the sofa) and only moved to switch positions...not to eat, not to drink. and his eye was kind of watery.

so today, my sister brung him to the vet to see what was up.
they tell us he has a heart murmur and they took some blood to test.

i got home from work and couldn't find him anywhere and i got all emo and thought my sister left him at the vet and got worried sick (my manager had just finished telling me a story of how his cat got sick and he had to bring her to the vet and he never got a chance to see her again)
I called my mom and asked if my cat was at the vet or not.
She told me she saw him at home, trying to make it up the stairs (which he had a hard time with she says).
so i search the upstairs in every nook + cranny and i finally find him in my closet.

in my closet?!?
my mom thinks he couldn't jump on my bed so he went to the closet. someone else told me he crawled in there to die.
at which point i cried again. it was worse when i actually saw him cos he didn't respond to my voice or any other noise.
he was too tired to move. i had to watch his tummy to make sure it was moving. after i determined he was infact still alive i crawled next to him and just felt so so so so so depressed.

it sucks i can't do anything for him.
i wish i was some sort of pet psychic so he could tell me whats wrong.

I called Dirk and told him what happened and he completely cheered me up. but that was hours ago and i've since been to visit my bebeh in the closet and am once again all bummed out.