TAG the CAT

A dedication to the four legged kind……

I decided to write about Tag(our cat) this time around. After you read the ups and downs of his story you will soon know why I picked him to write about. I must warn you….for the cat lovers you might need some tissue because you might cry or you might laugh. It just depends on your sense of humor…..
It was a Tuesday morning when I woke up to this god awful sound….imagine a bird dying. I went into our living room and heard the sound getting louder---it was Tag, our cat. He was barely breathing, his eyes were so dilated all you could see was black and he was foaming at the mouth.
I had three munchkins still sleeping upstairs, a husband that was “stuck” in Uzbekistan and not enough German under my belt to call anyone. So I called the next best thing my German (UK) BFF Carolyn. She was my voice of reason----put the kids in the car and drive them over and take Tag to the vet.
It was 6:30 am and they answered the phone telling me to get him there as soon as I could. When I arrived the news was NOT good at all. Tag had thrown up and aspirated (sorry for those with a weak stomach—this means he swallowed his puke). They had told me this was life threatening.
Well I was a friggin train wreck. It was very crazy over the next 48 hours. Kevin got to come home and the kids kept asking about Tag. The vet still wasn’t sure if he would be ok since he had so much fluid in his lungs. After the third day I called to get the status and they said he still is not responding but he is not suffering.
So I called Kevin and MADE HIM CALL THE VET…..IT WAS TIME TO PUT HIM DOWN!!!! My wonderful husband did what I asked of him and I cried like a baby for hours. Later that day, I came home and got rid of all Tags things – litter box, food and toys. I just couldn’t see his stuff around the house.
Ok I know that was not fun to read but this is when the story really gets good!!!
I was outside throwing Tags things away in the garbage can when I heard the phone ringing….It was the Vet on the other end. He called to tell me he could not put Tag down. He tried a different antibiotic and he was responding. He also said he looked like he had too much fight left in him to give up on him…….So now I am laughing hysterically……I have a really dark sense of humor, I know. My cat, who I thought was dead, is now still alive---WOW only in GERMANY!!!!

Well I have to say the Germans love their animals. Our vet saved his life and we did not have to remortgage the house like we would have in the states! The four legged fluff ball is still around and still driving Kevin crazy. I guess it is true cats have 9 lives---well now 8 :-)

Love to all –
Jen (and Tag)