Jeep is Sad
I’m sad because Jeep is sad. She clearly knows something is up. She had a terrible time going to the vet the other day. She meowed her head off the whole 10 feet drive there and back. She was not impressed with the vet either. And then this weekend, she started getting really hissy again. On Saturday, she swatted and hissed at three different people – really atypical behavior for her. On Sunday, she hissed and swatted at me, which has never happened before. I’d gotten a month’s worth of antidepressants for her trip to Memphis, since she’s gone a bit nuts during large changes before. I’ve seen it, and it isn’t pretty, and she isn’t happy. So last night, I gave her the first pill. She is pretty mellow today, sleeping a lot (on a black suitcase, of course – those are her favorites). I hate doing this, but the alternative is to let her stay wired and stressed and unhappy. Ugh. Medicating my cat. Where did I fail as a good kitty-mama?
Keep her in your thoughts and send many good vibes her way. Change isn’t her strong suit.
