Cats are OK. We brought them home last night. Have to go to one last checkup tonight but they should be fine, I think. They were so happy to be home and ate right away (hadn’t eaten at the vets).
It was an expensive lesson to learn, but I’ve learned it: worrying about seeming overprotective is silly. The flowers were from a friend who brought them as a gift, and instead of looking the flowers up online to see if they were dangerous (which I do usually do) I wanted to enjoy our dinner together so even though I watched Gus and Lola do a little chewing and nuzzling, I waited until our friend left before looking them up. I didn’t want to be “that person” that is so cat obsessed that they worry over every little thing. But that’s an expensive and scary mistake to make, so from now on, if you bring flowers to my house, do not be offended when I run over to the laptop to check things out.
Secondly, I lwas reminded that gut feelings are important. Gus was acting a little clumsy and out of it, but Lola was acting just fine. My gut told me to take them both in, and I’m glad we did.
Now they have tough little shaved arm parts where they had IVs. I need to take photos before the hair grows back – they look pretty hystserical.