I got clawed some more this morning, and lots of howling, pissing and moaning. The bitch tried to bite me too. A goddamned nightmare. And I'm losing it; I'm taking it personal, I'm not enjoying getting clawed and bitched at and fucked with.
I called the vet Kelly uses; turns out they will give the cat her meds for five bucks, and they're teaching me, to boot. Twice a day is ten bucks, but who's counting?
The vet tech made it look so easy.
I'm gonna turn this into a positive. I'm going to learn this.