Today is the day I go to the vet to find out what's wrong with my cat. I feel bad that I've let her "symptoms" last for a week and haven't done anything about it. Hopefully it won't be anything serious - because I can't afford that. It could be something just as minor as fleas (here's hoping - although I have been checking for fleas fairly regularly).
I'm getting fairly anxious about our living situation. Sean is supposed to be phoning places - but he hasn't and it's stressing me out. There are hardly any places in the paper that allow cats and if we don't get on them early then I doubt we'll find one. Or when we do, it will be way way out of our price range.
I am so tired of worrying about money - but nothing I do seems to help. It would be nice if Sean had a job and if I made more money.. and .... yeah. So I didn't have to worry about it.
Sigh.
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I don't know where you live, but even if a landlord says they don't take pets, pets are considered family in some countries and are therefore allowed, regardless. Prolly not at all helpful, but I thought I'd try...
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