[Nightsong]

My poorpoor kitty. He's spending tonight in the hospital. It seems that the other day he fell off the side of the porch. The porch sits about five feet up. 'pern was four footed. Right now he is walking on three. At least till the doctor gets the shipment of small pins he needs to fix the broken leg he suffered.

As much as I love this pest that I have had for the last twelve years I am having a hard time rationalizing the 300 dollars I spent at one vet for xrays and the thousand I will end up owing the other. The break is a nasty one though. otherwise I would have splinted it myself. Now it is just a matter of waiting to see what happens next. So think kind thoughts for my kitty. He needs all the love he can get, even if he is a miserable little flea bag.