Melbourne

I’ve returned Melbcat’s unused meds to the vet because someone else can use them. There was an entire box of medication in there that hadn’t been opened yet and the vet specifically asked for the return of the second bag of fluids if they didn’t get used. (There may be a shortage.) I’m still deciding whether to wash and donate the Aerokat.

Still feeling absolutely shattered about losing her and am sleeping holding her urn at night the same way I used to hold her. It was so sudden which makes it really hard to accept. She was such a part of my life.

The black cat is back and was sulky about my disappearance. I caved and started patting him again so I’m back on the disinfection treadmill and fretting how to deal with it. Also finding dead birds which I hope was the heat spell and not him… one was a magpie and I hear a kookaburra I don’t want to get eaten. All of this would be so much easier if this cat didn’t have ringworm.

There is one neighbour I might talk to about if anyone owns him. I did give the vet a found poster and am waiting on a cheapie chip scanner to see if he even has a microchip so it would be safer to take him to the vet. If he does have a chip and an owner I could possibly abduct him into the vet for their collection. The hissing though. I wish these vets were authorised to contact owners directly rather than send them to the pound with a collection deadline.

I may have treated this ringworm inadequately and spread it to the sheets and my ankle. It could be irritation from the perfumed antifungal laundry rinse but with my immune system I’m not taking any chances. Treatment will recommence and endless hot wash and dry laundry continues.

I may have to wash the last two blankets that might still smell of Melbcat and stink them up with scent.

I don’t seem to be progressing at anything, the house doesn’t look any cleaner, my wrist hurts from slamming my hand into the wall, I spend every moment of every day feeling hollow and like I want to cry.