01/07/2026
Good morning from the land of “I’ve already lived three days and it’s barely morning.” ☕🐾
Yesterday was actually a really good day. One of those rescue days where I got SO MUCH DONE — deep cleaning, scrubbing cages, moving cages, rearranging rooms, vacuuming, and upgrading kitties to their new rooms after quarantine. I went to bed around 10:30 feeling accomplished, productive, and slightly impressed with myself.
At 11:30, Monster woke me up crying.
Which is how I learned that feeling accomplished is apparently a trigger for chaos.
Something was clearly off, but it seemed like he just needed to go outside. Back to bed we went… until midnight. Then came round two. Pacing. Crying. In and out. In and out. At some point he decided sleep was optional, so I relocated to the couch with him — which happens from time to time.
All night long he paced like he was training for a marathon, and yes — he peed on the floor a couple of times. Not ideal, but thankfully I own a carpet shampooer and zero illusions about what life with animals actually looks like.
Morning arrived entirely too fast. I had to get up early to meet Tanya at Pets4Vets so she could drop off Alex for his vet appointment later today. I also had to get Asha packed up for her spay at Fair Grove, plus the normal morning routine for rescue cats, personal cats, and Monster — who, of course, did NOT want to eat. Which I fully expected.
We loaded up Asha and headed out, and on the way home Monster finally decided to throw up… in the car. 🚗🤢
Honestly? I was relieved. He hates throwing up and will fight it with everything he’s got. Once he did, he immediately felt better and even ate his breakfast (just a little late), so we’ll be doing some creative math with his insulin schedule today.
Later this afternoon I’ll be picking Asha up from her spay and taking Teddy and Alex to the vet. Alex has had a little blood in his urine and is prone to bladder stones, so we’re getting that checked out. Teddy, as we discovered yesterday, has some pretty serious inflammation in the back of his mouth, so today is about a dental evaluation and likely scheduling a cleaning and possibly extractions.
So yes — I’m exhausted.
Yes — it feels like I’ve been awake for three days already.
And yes — I am absolutely paying dearly today for how productive and accomplished I felt yesterday.
But we’re showing up anyway. One coffee at a time. One vet visit at a time. Laughing where we can — because there’s enough sadness in this world, and rescue life is messy, loud, exhausting… and also full of love, purpose, and the occasional car puke reminder to stay humble. 💙🐾