Maggie my beloved cat is looking quite old and frail lately. She is 18 years old and has never been sick a day in her life. But over the past few months I have noticed changes. She looks slower,... she looks frailer,... and sometimes I think she is walking differently. Like maybe she is in pain. She just isn't my healthy old Maggie anymore.
So it is time. I need to get my cat some vet care. Vets are sooooooooo expensive. But in my heart I feel like "it is time". I feel like she is feeling her age and therefore I NEED to get her help so I know she isn't in pain.
But HOW do I do that? I don't have a car,... I don't have money,...
When I adopted Maggie 17 years ago I was in great shape financially and my life was much better. I had the money to take care of her well. And she has always come first even before myself. It's only the past 5 years I have fallen into such poverty and hard times. But a human understands poverty. My poor cat is innocent and it's not her fault I am poor and struggling. I need to get her looked at.
And it looks like she is going to come first again. I can't find a doctor for myself,... but I will PAY for Maggie to have one. I will beg, borrow or steal for this cat. I will go without if I have to. This cat has been a precious blessing to me and it would kill me to know she was suffering. There is nothing specific wrong with her I can see ~ just very old and frail looking. It's time to get her checked for pain. She looks like she might be feeling pain,... and I can't bear to see her suffer.
But how do I do that???? Well,... it doesn't matter. It HAS to be done. I will find the money,... I will find the transportation. This cat does not deserve to suffer.
This is when I absolutely HATE being poor,....
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