prayers up for miette please. she suffered a vestibular attack earlier — lost control of her back legs and the muscles of her eyes. we raced her to the emergency vet where they gave her fluids and we should know more in the next few days. in the meantime … continue to Draw Her
basically this is a cat you never want to see looking more confused than she already does. she resembles a beanbag that has lost half its “beans” (IQ points) through a tiny hole in one corner. this is not madame curie. this is miette.
I want to say she is looking a TINY bit better this morning though still very scared. she’s hiding under the blanket next to me, occasionally purring when I touch her head with the Healing Stone. thank you for all the love, I will keep you updated!
she’s out!
perhaps the Healing Stone worked its magic too well … she woke me at 3 am to tell me she was now badder than garfield
these flips? 48 hours ago you couldn’t walk! what the hell is a cat, man?
official diagnosis from her vet: miette most likely ate a lizard and tripped so hard that she lost control of her body from the neck down and went temporarily blind for 36 hours. her bloodwork is completely normal but she will go forth as someone who has Seen God.
existential question: will she always be high from now on?
this is the first time I’ve laughed about it because honestly the attack itself was so frightening that Jason and I burst into tears simultaneously and yelled, “she’s dying!!!” but YOU’RE TELLING ME A LIZARD DID THIS???
this explains the pictures
*matthew mcconaughey car commercial voice* because this isn’t madame curie. this is Miette.
this originally happened during an episode of stargate: sg1. and Jason and I were crying in the car that we were never going to be able to watch stargate again. it was the one where they join a seattle sex cult dedicated to erotically worshiping the great god Seth.
and as we were carrying an insensate miette through the living room the tv was paused on sam carter’s face trying to seem so horny for Seth. she looked like a Precious Moment that had been specially issued to commemorate the death of JFK. and both of us were sobbing out loud.
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I wrote about covid, continuing symptoms of covid, and Jason’s Unshakeable Belief That the Cats Had It for @lrblrb.co.uk/the-paper/v42/…
It’s a fairly light piece — it took me 3+ months to be able to write anything about it — so I’ll mention a few more things here.
my tachycardia was intense — my heart-rate would shoot up to 150+ just after walking up the stairs, or sometimes even standing. the only thing that helped was giving up caffeine; my body doesn’t seem to be able to process it anymore. giving up caffeine also helped the vertigo.
me, lightly touching miette with the side of my foot: miette move out of the way please so I don’t trip on you
miette, her eyes enormous: you KICK miette? you kick her body like the football? oh! oh! jail for mother! jail for mother for One Thousand Years!!!!
jail for mother for
One
Thousand
Years
I did an interview about miette for the cut, and by “interview” I mean “exploded into an indiscriminate puke of words the minute someone said ‘talk about your cat’ to me” thecut.com/2019/08/let-me…