Christmas was magical yet somewhat trying all at the same time. Seeing my friends and family was amazing and the Allan household was festive and bright as always. However, something happened that was not expected and was really very sad and difficult to deal with, especially at such a happy time.
I don't want to drag this out, so I will attempt to make this as concise as possible. Basically my little Penny almost died. I had a really difficult couple of days beginning on Christmas Eve when she first started throwing up. After bringing her into the emergency vet ( $$$$), the vet found a piece of thread tied around her tounge. Two days later, after being stuck to an IV, having an enema, being sedated and kept over night, the vet came to the conclusion that Penny needed exploratory surgery ($$$$$$). She found a piece of black thread that went all the way from her stomach, through her intestines and bowels to her colon. It was completely removed and Penny is doing very well. She is almost back to her normal self with a huge scar on her tummy. ( yeah she's cool now)
I honestly never knew how attached I could get to an animal. I spent an afternoon bawling, hating the feeling of not being able to make her better myself. I know that one day Penny won't be here anymore but I certainly didn't want her to leave only after 6 months. Call me crazy
cat lady but she is honesty my little girl. If you're curious, Taylor and I shelled out over $1500 for the whole incident. See, children are expensive.
Moral of the story: keep thread and yarn out of reach of animals. I am now working on a very cute DIY project to involving mason jars, spray paint and little toy animals to house all my notions JUST IN CASE.
ALSO: if you're wondering I DID get my amazing Jeffery Campbell cat litas ANNDDDD Taylor totally surprised me with some Black Milk Galaxy Leggings. They will be fully showcased in the coming days.