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Date: 02 April 2008 09:51:09
After i finished work yesterday i went home and pottered about until it was time to pick up George from the Vets at 3.20pm. They reckon that he was dragged along by a car as that is quite common with his injuries. They also think he was dragged as his claws have been filed down to practically nothing. I asked if it could have been him trying to escape from somewhere and he said possibly but more than likely he was dragged by a car. It was awful to hear that he has suffered but im so pleased that he is stronger than he actually looks and survived it. It shows he is definitely a little fighter.
They have said that his tail and spine etc are good but he needs to go back in a couple of days incase the wound gets infected and his tail needs to come off. They had to shave his tail which i know was necessary but it looks absolutely ridiculous. They have shaved about 6 inches of it but left the last two inches with fur so he now looks like he has some weird poodle tail.
About an hour before setting off to collect George my phone only had one bar on it. I was going to charge it up for an hour but decided to do it when i got back. Oh how i wish i had.
I picked up George and on the way home i went to pop to the local shop to pick a loaf and some chicken. It was going to take 5 minutes so didnt see the problem. Just before i went to park i noticed my neighbour so slowed down to tell her i had found George. As i then carried on down the road i had to pull into a space to let some traffic go past and then went to pull back out so that i could reverse into the space to park. Just as i went to change gear to park better the gear stick decided at that point to snap. grrrrrrrr.
My neighbour noticing that i didnt seem to be moving came over to the car to see if everything was ok. She was an absolute star and got her son to wait in the car so she could drop me off home to drop George off and then come back to the car to wait for the breakdown people to arrive. (This was the car breakdown people not the mental health department, although it was a tough call on who to ring ha ha)
Everytime i had to use the phone i was panicking it would cut out as i hadnt charged it but it didnt
The breakdown man came quite quickly and was brilliant. He even told me to go and pick up the stuff i needed to make tea while he was sorting out the car. He managed to do a tempory fix on the car so i was able to drive it to the garage and he followed me there. He was then going to give me a lift home (wasnt part of his job) but i know the man at the garage as he is from church and he offered me a lift as we live close to eachother.
There were so many things i needed to get done once i got home but at this point i was so tired all i did was cook tea and slob on the sofa. I only ended up having to cook for me as Jono had to work late so his boss brought them all a takeaway.
One of the things i realised though was how everything fell into place even though the situation was an absolute pain.
The fact that i was only 4 streets from home so i could have walked if needed.
The fact that my neighbour was there to help.
The fact that the breakdown man arrived really quickly and was really helpful and lovely.
The fact that Chris the mechanic was still at work and then able to give me a lift home.
The fact my phone lasted and it only started to bleep low battery once i didnt need it anymore.
The fact that George is now home safe.
I think it was a case of count your blessings as it really could have been a lot worse.
Last night we didnt get much sleep as we cant let George out at the moment so it means that Charlie cant go out either as we cant control the cat flap for just one cat. First of all we just put one chair and a piece of wood against the locked cat flap but Charlie managed to move the heavy wooden chair (dont ask, he must have super strength). We have to block it as they are able to get out of a locked cat flap. We thought they wouldnt be too bad as we put a litter tray out and let them have the run of the house but no. In the end we had three chairs blocking the door so that they couldnt be moved.
By 6am we decided to just let Charlie out for an hour. At 7am i opened the kitchen window to call him and he looked like he had been there for ages as he was meowing like crazy to come back in. 5 minutes back in and he was meowing to get back out again. Very silly animals ha ha.
George was still lying on our bed when we left so im hoping they have both settled down when i get back from work and they havnt destroyed the house otherwise that will be tomorrows blog entry.
L xxx