Edgy Mama

My dear, sweet marmalade kitty was hit by a car today. We think he’s going to be okay. He’s still at North Asheville Animal Hospital, which rocks, particularly in emergency situations. I hope he’ll be coming home tomorrow. The good news is that he only sustained some internal bruising and a fractured pelvis. The bad news is that the fracture will require me to keep him imprisioned in a large dog crate for six to eight weeks while the bones re-knit themselves.

We named the cat Houdini for the obvious reasons. Since he was a bitty kitty he has managed to escape confinement. I have no clue, other than drugs, how I’m going to keep him in a 2 x4 foot cage for so many weeks. I think if I put the cage on the screen porch and remove all the furniture so there’s nothing he can jump on if he escapes, it might work. I’m going to have to be one vigilant cat nurse. And then there’s training the kids.

Here’s how the accident happened, as far as I can reconstruct. We live in a quiet, low-traffic hood. Even so, Houdini is quite wary of cars (unlike the Bisc, who has no fear). But there’s a lot of construction going on around here, and the women who, luckily, saw Houdini get hit, said there were suddenly lots of trucks and cars coming up the street. They think Houdini got spooked by a truck and darted out after it passed, going into our yard, only to be hit by a car behind the truck. We hardly ever have two vehicles moving one after the other in this hood, much less three or four, so I imagine Houd was as surprised as anyone when there was a car behind that truck.

I don’t think the vehicles were moving very fast, which is good. Also, it’s wonderful that he was seen, not just by the sisters standing in their mom’s driveway, but by a neighbor who was driving one of the cars, and by the construction manager working on the house across the street from us. All of them knew the cat and knew he was ours. Also, luckily, E-spouse was home, and while one of the sisters stayed with Houdini, who was hiding under a bush next to our house, the other got E-spouse. Then her sister drove him and Houd to the nearby Animal Hospital. Within 15 minutes of the accident, my kitty had an i/v and a dose of pain killer. Gotta love the high-tech animal hospitals. I swear I talk to the vets there more than I do to my pediatricians.

In other news, my high school reunion was fun, although, as always, there were a number of faces I missed. It seems that there are people who go to reunions and people who don’t. Not that I don’t love seeing many of these folks every five years. I do.

I had not seen one friend, H, in probably 12 years, so she was the highlight of my night. She teaches middle school science in the Denver public schools and rocks kids’ worlds.

My biggest regret of the evening was that I didn’t eat much. I never do at parties, which is surprising, because my mouth is never closed. It’s just occupied with other activities. There was a Mexi food spread, and I do love Mexi. I even took a photo of the vat of fat, therwise known as cheese dip.

I’ll update y’all on the Houd tomorrow. In the mean time, send healing vibes to my sweet kitty.