I awoke this morning to this.  Imagine my fear as I tried to remove this overweight feline from two elderly babies! 

You think your life is tough? 

Before the coffee had a chance to brew, I scampered to recall the CPR techniques I was taught several years ago, only to remember that they’ve been replaced with newer, more effective ways I’ve yet to learn.  “Hmmm…,” I thought to myself, ” is the compression-to-breath ratio different if it’s a calico sitting on the ones you love, rather than, say, a tabby?”  

And I could kick myself for leaving the class to get a drink of water when the segment on mouth-to-mouth for cardboard cutouts was being taught.   

The hospital won’t release H&J’s condition or even confirm they’re patients.  Have you heard how they’re doing?