If only it were this easy . . .

Been trying to get Sunny to the vet’s for his annual check up and blood test, etc since about September. But with our new work schedules, my inability to lug around 7 kilos of lurve in a large plastic cage ( for fear of putting my back out) and the new pedestrian streets in the centre of Sevilla (making taxi access quite difficult) it’s been proving to be a bit of a challenge. Especially as Sunny’s blood test requires that he doesn’t eat from about 9pm until the test, which means getting to the vet’s first thing in the morning, which basically means this can only be done on a Saturday. Except Nog now has a new class on Saturday mornings and I seriously cannot carry the massive beast on my own, not even as far as the nearest taxi stand.

So we started looking at other options from the practical (buying a new ‘back friendly’ cat carrier) to the ridiculous (stuffing Sunny into our little old lady shopping trolley). No luck finding a cat carrier with shoulder straps that Sunny would fit into, and when I tried him out in the shopping trolley, wheeling him around the apartment, it turned out as expected – no way no day!

Then we got a message from Nog’s Saturday morning student saying there had been a sudden death in the family, so no class. And so, we’re off to the vet’s sometime just after 10 o’clock.

Going to bed without feeding the boys their evening meal hasn’t been too much of a problem so far, as we’ve been out for most of the evening. Now it’s just after midnight and Nog’s gone to bed leaving me with two very sad pointy-eared angels pathetically moaning here beside me as I type. And so I am also off to sleep … and really dreading the 7am wake-up call from los gatos. I think Nog & I are both going to have to feign sleep until at least 9.30 in order to keep our sanity – wish us luck!