of the recent stress has been Nitzy. He has been going downhill for a week, not wanting to eat, drinking very little, not using the litter box. He is lethargic enough for me to grab him which I did yesterday and he has been sleeping on the sofa ever since.
He will allow me to pet him and he'll stretch and purr, no areas are tender at all but he seems to be uncomfortable in certain positions and walking. He is very thin and stayed around the deck for a few days, I grabbed him several days ago but I didn't know he was sleeping in the litter box right by the door, and he escaped when I came in. Now that we have him again I got my brother's carrier and called all the local vets. Friday we will take him in, nothing sooner. I bought chicken and turkey baby food, he ate half a jar. He has had conjunctivitis for a few weeks. Mobile vet has openings next mid-week. Might be able to squeeze him in tomorrow to a vet very close (less carrier trauma) but she wants $45 for the workup and $150 for an exam, then rabies and other shots before treatment. They said all told, close to $400 before diagnosis depending on blood work. Mark thinks there is some improvement this morning.
The other stress is the stupid fricking paint. I chose the color and bought the paint, started doing a wall and it's pinky peach. The sample jar was not. I think especially in lights, the increments of tint are so minuscule that breaking them down for a half pint may not be possible, so they are left out. Then I compared the large sample chip to the smaller one in the Whites leaflet and there it was. This color was very peachy in the booklet, but a different shade on the larger. Back to White Dove, very very light, but neutral.
Sam informed us that he can't come back for some time so we bought what I call a poom poom. Air compressor nailer. It will help a great deal when we are screaming at each other as the wainscot goes up. They are quite loud and will hopefully come on at the same time the obscenities are hurled.
I noticed my sister is having difficulty breathing again (bonehead will not go to the doc) and my cousin with dementia in MN had Hospice called in. My cousin in CA that is left side paralyzed from a massive stroke developed a large clot in the groin and was successfully treated, still in rehab for a few more weeks. Even on "blood thinners" it happened and the dose she is on now is very dangerous.
Hope the week is going well for you!