Poor Casper wants to be with Coco so badly. We have been letting him in periodically to visit with her, but there are also cats in the house and Casper
harasses them plays with them and they don’t appreciate it, so he can only be inside for short periods then back out. Before the cats turn suicidal.
We’ll be off to the vet as soon as they open. I went to Petsmart yesterday and got a new pretty pink harness for Coco. She had chewed up her last one. (That is indicative of how she feels about harnesses.) But the only way I can trust to handle her out in public is on a harness. I’d die if she got away from me in the parking lot at the vet’s office. I might put two leads on the harness so Morgan and I can both hold on to her. I might put her in a gilded cage atop my pillow and lock her in my bedroom afterward, too. (The last time we took her to the vet for shots, we kept her in the car and the vet came out to the parking lot and gave her the shots through the car window! Obviously, she will have to go inside this time.)
The second miracle of this 24 hours will be if Morgan and I can push, prod, heft, haul, beg her into the car to begin with.
I will update when we get back from the vet.