Getaway Weekends, Sick Kitty
I’ll be taking another trip this coming weekend as well. I will drive to the small metropolis of Stratford, Oklahoma to visit my friend, Winter. I’m looking forward to spending some quality time with her and seeing where she is living and working now. We have tickets to go to the Beth Moore Living Proof Live conference in Oklahoma City on Friday night and Saturday morning. I’m really excited about that. My small group has done a few different Beth Moore bible studies in the past couple of years and it will be really great to see her again in person (I attended a Living Proof Live event in Kansas City last year). I checked out a couple of Max Lucado audio books from the OCC library to listen to on the way there and back so it should be a good weekend of spiritual renewal for me.
Steve will stay home with our baby, who we discovered had fleas on Monday. We force fed him a pill last night that was supposed to kill the fleas within 20 minutes. You could tell that those fleas were scurrying around the way Chunk was scratching. I felt so bad for him. We gave him a dosage of Advantage this morning and will continue to treat him for fleas on a monthly basis now that we’ve learned that this indoor cat is not exempt from getting fleas. He seems to be feeling much better this morning, but I think he’s still a bit scared of us. Every time he’d scratch, we’d rush over to him to try to remove the flea ourselves so that we could kill it before it jumped off the cat and into our carpet/bedding. I think he thought we were the ones inflicting pain on him. Bless his little heart. If I ache like this for my sick kitty, I can’t imagine what it will be like to have a sick child some day. My boss says “You’re going to be such a good mom” whenever I talk about my cat like this. My mom, on the other hand, exclaims “It’s just a cat!” like I’m some crazy cat lady (she hasn’t really embraced her first grandcat). Other friends and relatives would tell you that our cat is spoiled rotten! I honestly believe that having a cat has been good practice for when we become parents some day. I just worry about the day he is “replaced” with a real baby. We’ll deal with it when that day comes. For now, we’ll just enjoy our sweet little baby, Chunker, fleas and all!