surprises are all well and good

except when you know their coming!
arg.
my 21st is coming up far too fast! and my lovely hubby and good friend are in co-hoots for something. i like surprises, i really do. just not knowing they're going to happen. they end up being an annoying wait, that makes time drag oooooon!

the weekend was rather..aventful. well from friday til (hopefuly) today any way.
our cat Cougar (muss) was taken to the vet (by me) on friday. he had a fucked up UTI that equated to him piddleing blood. (scared the shit out of me when i saw it!) so off we raced to my inlaws to a) drop DJ off and b) pick up the cat cage (we share one with them) and my father in law offered to take the cat to the vets, but i declined knowing they'd ask what he was like in the 24hrs before what he's had to eat/drink ect. nice of him but last time he took muss to the vets and he was like this he ended up staying there, at the vets. for a week. as FIL just took their word that muss would need antibiotics and he'd be fine. 6hours later DH was calling the vets only to be told "oh we're busy bring him in tomorrow" and i lost it (evil i know) while DH was talking to them to basically (DH was on the phone i was in the back ground) that if they told us we couldnt bring him in i would any way as the cat was fucking sick and NO wasnt not going to be accepted from me! the lady on the other end of the phone then realized and told us if it was an emergency to bring him down. but this time it wasnt as bad (just) and he only needed a catheter in from friday night til this morning which is good. im expecting a call from the vets between 3pm and 4pm to see if i can pick him up today! if not it may be tomorrow...but i cant wait to have muss home. the bed feels so big with out him taking up half of my side.