I helped the Queen Mother get dressed and served her breakfast, then Himself and I went to a local restaurant, Pegah's, for our breakfast. Before we left, we got a phone call from Petsmart: the cats were not just unhappy, but they have apparently gone on a full hunger strike! Their in-house vet took a look at them (at no charge to us, fortunately), and determined they weren't constipated or in significant physical distress. Still, they wanted to know if we wanted to administer subcutaneous fluids. I advised them we would be in touch.
After we finished with breakfast, we chose to go over to Petsmart ourselves and inquire after the cats. It turns out the situation was not as serious as we had been led to believe, but they were still not happy campers. We spent some quality time with them, calming them down as best we could, though they both turned up their noses at the special "highly palatable" food we had been given to see if they would eat. Inkblot even started eyeing the door handle as though he was calculating how high to jump to grasp it just enough to yank it down and open the door! I went in to Petsmart wearing a black top; I emerged with it almost white due to shed cat fur. ;)
Though we were beginning to consider leaving the motel early and just going home as soon as the fumigation was complete, the vet confirmed our belief that one extra day would be much better for them, as their respiratory systems are much more sensitive than ours. So until Friday morning they will stay, and then we will take them over to Mohnacky Animal Hospital for evaluation. Once we explained our situation to them, they were gracious enough to offer to examine them for free.
We checked in quickly with the Queen Mother, then headed down to the VA Medical Center. Himself rescheduled his eye appointment one more time, to a day next week when we will be at the VA anyway. We did manage to renew some of his medications at the Pharmacy. Then we stopped at a dispensary to pick up some CBD oil to keep those nasty little gastro-intestinal polyps at bay. Finally there were stops at Trader Joe's for the Queen Mother's dinner, and Carl's Jr. for our dinners. I have become a big fan of their Beyond Star veggie burger; I'm also waiting to sink my teeth into an Impossible Whopper when it's introduced in San Diego County. (It's just been introduced in San Francisco.)
I prepared dinner for the Queen Mother, then ate my dinner with her. She said she had "gotten bored with reading" and looked through her suitcase in the other room, pulling out a few things that she had not been using. I have been helping her work the remote so she can watch TV (she's currently watching a Blue Bloods marathon, as she loves most cop shows), and I have been resting in the bedroom. Although she wants to go home badly, she wants to take the motel toilet and shower with her, since she likes them better. ;)
Tonight I'm going to add up our receipts so far to see how much money we really have left. Tomorrow I might actually get a full day of relaxing in! We shall see...
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