The adventures of motherhood.

On October 4 both my cats came home from their morning playtime near death. Hochie Meow came in mouth open, panting, salivating profusely, and quivering non stop. Within five minutes he could no longer walk or focus his eyes. He started to vomit and foam at the mouth, then letting out painful meows. My husband rushed him to the vet where they let us know he had been poisoned with a can of white chunky albacore tuna mixed with snail poison. It was then that I realize I hadn’t seen my other cat all morning. My friend came over and the search for Squeak began. She found him minutes away from death hiding underneath my deck ready to die. She wrapped him in a blanket and rushed him the another nearby hospital. After almost 9 hours in the hospital both cats are out of the dark. I am selling this print on my etsy, it will probably be a 8x10. Every single penny from the sale of these prints will go to paying off the $1,000+ vet bill we now face because the cruel man next door felt he had a right to do that. (Taken with Instagram)