The Manatee.
August 5th, 2004This is Herbert.
He is my hero.
But he is sick. He’s been battling bouts of colitis on and off for the last few years, and it flared up again yesterday. 
I’m taking him in to see the vet today, and because I am going out of town tomorrow, I am going to board him at the vet while I’m gone. It’s just too much for my friend who normally catsits to have to deal with giving him pills and stuff. I’m pretty much freaking out. I know Bert will be miserable and scared. I also know it will be great to have him under the vet’s supervision for a while, so they can finally find out what’s going on with his tummy. But I’m still freaking out.
I keep telling him he is going on a vacation. I’m not sure he is buying it.
It’s going to be a long week. For both of us.
