I work all day long, and am gone about 10 hours of every weekday. There's nothing I can do about it, except to resign myself to the fact that I am a working woman, and I am financially unable to be a stay at home cat mom. There is nothing I would rather do, especially now that Jerry is diabetic. He isn't SEVERELY diabetic, last reading at vet on Saturday was 390, which is still high, but he plays with his toy still, eats normally, and pees and poops normally. I guess that's all I can ask for, with giving him his two insulin injections every 12 or so hours, and feeding him better food (more wet food, that is.) He has been a grazer for 14 years (all of his life, in other words), and I am not about to completely take that away from him, when he has been robbed of so much already. So, I leave Purina Muse out for him during the day, which at least is very high in protein, and grain free. I haven't even started to check his glucose, and he is already acting a bit differently around me, not as completely loving (although he is still loving), but he doesn't lie in my lap like he used to, which greatly saddens me. So, with all that being said, I can just imagine how much MORE scared of me he is going to be when I start pricking his ear. I may have already said this, but I am part of two or three conversations going on at the same time, so sometimes I forget who I say what to. I hate the thought of my loving cat being stand-offish and not loving me like he used to. It is just so sad it makes me cry every single day.