The morning did not begin well. Michael caught a glimpse of Ruby the dog disappearing into the neighbouring yards. He was relaxing on the back verandah enjoying his morning cigarette when he was forced to bellow like a bull at the rear end of a recalcitrant Beagle. I told him this was a message from God!
So, we hurtled out of the House that Rocks at ten-thirty. We no longer have a cat carrier so used the dog carrier instead. Hilarious. A four-kilo cat in a cage the size of a condominium.
We didn't get far...Stopped at the shops to pick up cheques that needed to be deposited in the bank and Michael's old Metal Moments sign that was to receive a new decal - "EAST END ART GALLERY" courtesy of the Sign Supermarket in Midvale. I snaffled a muffin and a can of lemonade as breakfast to eat in the car.
Diesel in Beverley. Dealing with lunatics on the York - Perth road. I could feel Michael's blood pressure rising. The cat yowled all the way from Beverley to the vet's....
First stop was the vet. I entered with Ruby in her enormous carrier. There were only three other patients waiting. Brilliant. One visitor to the waiting room was Rupert, a large nondescript dog, related to a horse but with a beautiful nature, intrigued by Ruby. Rupert's mum had forgotten a lead for him, so he was sporting a pink little girl's handbag as an impromptu leash. Ruby gave him a steely gaze, unimpressed by his obvious affection.
Michael and I swapped so I could go to the bank to present the cheques. I needed these cheques to be deposited before a quarter to one to cover a loan repayment. After ten minutes in the queue, I made it to the teller. I explained the situation, she accepted the cheques and informed me I'd have to ring the Bank to avoid the payment being dishonoured. I immediately hopped on the bank phone to speak to someone, anyone who could help me. Twenty minutes later (after a detour to Credit Cards) I was talking to the right person in the right section. She was lovely. I was very, very stressed. She made my problem go away. And she promised to send an e-mail to the branch about some unhelpful (non) assistance from the staff.
Back to the vet. Michael and Ruby were waiting. No abscess but antibiotics for a week for Ruby. Oh goody. This promised to be a fun seven days.
The sign was ready so we trotted back to the Sign supermarket. The boys there, Tom and Jayden, had done a brilliant job. Both computer nerds, I was highly amused by their reticence about using Facebook. They recognised Facebook as a necessary evil to promote their business, so still didn't like it much. And here was I, a computer Luddite, who actually was more comfortable with Facebook than a couple of highly computer savvy blokes.
We needed lunch. Madame Cat joined us at Dome Midland. Another couple thought this was pretty funny. Ruby was the star attraction at Dome for the day.
Shopping and more shopping. We stopped for a cuppa with Lucky. Ruby joined us for afternoon tea at Stoneville. She stared stonily at us from inside the carrier. A look that could curdle milk...
Home just before six. We let a delighted cat out of the car. She sauntered to the end of the verandah, gave us a withering expression and leapt off into the garden.
She has been in and out about a dozen times this evening. When she was quiet and settled on the couch next to Michael, we decided to take courage in hand and give her the first antibiotic. I completely the task without injury. Michael was clawed for his efforts.
This operation will have to be endured and repeated another thirteen times. We can hardly wait....
Madame showing displeasure...
in a superior position to the Three Stooges...
and impersonating Hovercat.
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