5/5/00 EuologyNo more drama dammit! I wanna write funny, creative writing bits! clever recollections of my childhood, or report on the cute antics of my kids... But not in this journal entry. Last night, right after the kids had finally gone to bed, my mother-in-law
went out to feed the guinnea pig. From outisde she started to call for
me, ans said quietly, "Bonzi is hurt...bad."
SIDE NOTE:I went outside to find the cat completely wet, bloody and staggering. I picked him up to get a closer look at the extent of his injuries. Rainsoaked and covered with sand and gravel it was pretty obvious he was hit by a car. Bonzi cuddled into me instinctively, and tried to find all of his injuries while Monica looked up the 24hour vet clinics in the yellow pages. Blood was leaking out of Bonzi's ear, and he wouldn't open his eye; but his most obvious trauma was the fact that the skin on his jaw from his lower lip to his mid-troat had become completely de-gloved, and hung like a bloody limp beard - exposing teeth, bone and muscle. We made a trip to the emergency pet clinic, I held bonzi on the trip. He was quiet and calm. After filling out the paperwork, the doctor came in. Monica kissed the cat, and went out to the car. I stayed while the doctor shaved the cat's front leg and gave him the shot. Bonzi was dead before the syringe was empty. I paid th $95 on my way out. Now I gotta tell the kids.
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"whata
good cat."