Hey, It’s Jet Here.
My human cousin, Christopher, is Mom’s Nephew of the Heart. She told me that sometimes people become your family in ways other than birth or bloodlines. Hey Mom, that word gives me the creeps. Jetty, don’t worry, we’re not talking about taking blood, we’re talking about descending from the same ancestors. Phew, thanks Mom, my stomach got a little queasy. You know Christopher’s parents are Tia (Aunt) Maite and Tio (Uncle) Wayne, my longtime friends. Oh, now I get it. Good.
Cousin Christopher has so many titles after his name, I’m jealous. Check this out; he’s an EMT, Paramedic, Firefighter and studies nursing. Dude, I can’t keep up, I’m only one K9! Anyway, as you know, I’m enrolled in Scooby Doo Academy’s Health and Wellness Section, read this.
Mom’s feet have improved, however J.J., according to my powers of observation, seems to have a cold. She’s sniffling, sneezing, snuffleling and snoring. That girl needs to learn how to use tissues! For two days now, I’ve had to lick her runny nose, tend to something that caught my attention on her right front paw, nudge her right ear with my nose to flap it up, so that I can investigate the progress of her ear infection. (Mom cleans her ear with earwash and medicates twice a day.) Her already meager interest in food decreased further. Mom handfed her twice; I think both of us felt nervous she didn’t eat.
Yesterday, Mom called Judy at Dr. Schaffer’s office. They decided to wait one day; after Mom posts this, she’s taking J.J. for an appointment. Many years ago, on Christmas Eve, (Noche Buena in Miami), Mugs, the cat she rescued three months earlier, became gravely ill. When she and Mr. Fred returned from Tio and Tia’s house, he looked dead. Try to find vet help on Noche Buena – impossible! They found an emergency clinic and something called $3,000 later, Mugs felt better. Mom does not want a repeat.
While they visit Dr. Schaffer, this guy’s going for a nap, this nursing stuff makes you sleepy.
Another great and caretaking day.