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Jun. 28th, 2011 02:45 pmHello, all![Poll #1756916]
Jun. 28th, 2011
Well, I think it's official. My sister's new cat is just like her. Her kitten, Ripley, is only about 8 months old, if that. He fell out of the 3rd story window today. My sister tried to catch him before he fell, but apparently it was very movie like in that her hands got all scratched up and the poor thing fell anyway.
After nearly giving my sister a heart attack, and one emergency trip to a vet 25 miles away, he's fine. The vet gave him some medicine to help with soreness, and he apparently broke his pallet, but she says he was zooming around the flat and trying to jump off the bed, so I think he's OK.
This just goes to prove that animals really are like their owners. My sister and I both have the ability to fall, tumble, slide, and bang into things. All with only bruised body parts to show for it. My sister sprained both her ankles in her sleep. I've broken a tiny bone in my foot. We've both tumbled down stairs more times than I can count, fallen over thin air, and walked into doors. We break glass glasses if we ever dare to pick them up, and are probably the clumsiest things in the world. But I don't think we've ever broken anything larger than a toe or finger. The bone I broke was in my foot, right next to my big toe.
And her cat falls 3 stories and not only walks away but is zipping around not 3 hours later.
I guess he's on life number 8 now, huh?
After nearly giving my sister a heart attack, and one emergency trip to a vet 25 miles away, he's fine. The vet gave him some medicine to help with soreness, and he apparently broke his pallet, but she says he was zooming around the flat and trying to jump off the bed, so I think he's OK.
This just goes to prove that animals really are like their owners. My sister and I both have the ability to fall, tumble, slide, and bang into things. All with only bruised body parts to show for it. My sister sprained both her ankles in her sleep. I've broken a tiny bone in my foot. We've both tumbled down stairs more times than I can count, fallen over thin air, and walked into doors. We break glass glasses if we ever dare to pick them up, and are probably the clumsiest things in the world. But I don't think we've ever broken anything larger than a toe or finger. The bone I broke was in my foot, right next to my big toe.
And her cat falls 3 stories and not only walks away but is zipping around not 3 hours later.
I guess he's on life number 8 now, huh?
