We've officially lived in Portland for a week. Now that the apartment is more or less clean (yes, it has taken me this long...I thought I was done, but I kept finding more!) we've been starting to put our home together a bit. We've made countless trips to Bed Bath & Beyond (Dan's favorite...NOT) to get essentials. We discovered a Target, Bed Bath and Beyond and an IKEA all quite near one another. Dangerous! We've only been to IKEA once so far and walked out with one $60 item, so we're doing well. The whole no-income-flow thing helps with the self-control a bit. Once we felt like we were on a roll piecing together the house however, our kitty decided she needed some attention.
Around Wednesday or so we noticed that Futty cat wasn't acting herself. She was really lethargic and quiet (she normally meows constantly and will actually have a conversation with you...did I just admit that I talk to the cat?). She started sneezing a ton, and her left eye seemed extra watery and kinda goopy (pleasant, right?). We called a veterinarian and got an appointment. Yes, this means the cat has a doctor, but neither of the humans do. Meh, priorities. We took her into the vet on Friday to discover that she has herpes. Yeah. Gross. Apparently it's very common in shelter cats and there's no cure. She'll most likely deal with flare ups her whole life. The vet said that when a cat is stressed, the herpes often shows itself in the form of an upper respiratory infection (which Futty has).
The vet gave her a bit of medicine to help with the infection, but we basically need to let the virus run its course. We have some vitamins that we're giving her now to help boost her system against the herpes and prevent flare ups. She seems to be on the mend and was hunting flies today. Although she still doesn't want to be too social
Once we get more of the artwork up on the walls (or in the storage space downstairs, which is a Godsend), I'll share a tour of our tiny space.
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