Here's my exciting story:
My black cat Spooky got into a cat fight on Saturday. By Sat. night he was acting a little sore. So we took a look and he had a few wounds, but nothing that looked too bad. By Sunday, one of them was infected. So yesterday I called and made an appt. with the vet.
(This is the same cat who got a huge abscess also because of a fight in Sept. That was super fun. Because I am the mom, I am obviously the only one qualified to do the really gross and icky stuff. So I grabbed poor Spooky and squeezed - ewww! Lots of stuff came out, it smelled disgusting, and by the next morning, he was fine.)
This time around I wanted to get him to the professionals. By the time I had to leave, a snowstorm had moved in and was coming down like crazy, we couldn't find the cat carrier, and we stuck poor Spooky in the laundry hamper.
As soon as we got in the car, he was trying to get out. Ellen came along and it was her job to keep the cat in the hamper. But as soon as she let go to put her seat belt on, he started climbing out. So I went in the back, rearranged the hamper and held him down until Ellen had her seat belt on.
The drive was horrible. It wasn't the cat, so much. He cried a little, but he was really pretty good. It was the snow. We were creeping along. Visibility was bad. We finally got to the vets and and I was so glad to get out of the car!
Spooky hates the vet's office. He hates dogs, and he could hear the dogs. He doesn't mind the vet, much. But after an exam they took the little guy in the back and brought him back with his shoulder shaved. Now not only does he have a wound, but he's funny looking because he's bald! The vet cleaned out his wound and asked what kind of antibiotic I wanted. Choice one - shot + pills, slightly cheaper. Choice two - one shot, no pills, slightly more. Duh! Give the cat a big shot! Do I look like I want to shove pills down my cat's throat? I've done that. Not fun.
Then we had a fun ride home, again with the snow, again with the sad cat. But this time we bought a little cardboard carrier at the vets, so it was much easier.
He seems to be feeling better. We're trying to keep our other cat away from him, because she's always fighting, and he needs his rest.
So that was my fun day. I'm happy it's over!
4 comments:
Seriously, the snow is NOT fun right now. I was a little sad that I had to go pick up Robyn from pre-school, but I figured people would call me a bad parent if I just left her at the high school.
my kitty Alex sends his warm fuzzy thoughts to Spooky. Alex's an indoor cat so he doesn't get into scrapes like that. But he has bad kidneys so he has to take two pills every day. The vet gave us this pill holder thingy. I can't do it for the life of me, but my husband has the gift. He can get the pill down before Alex knows to object. Hope Spooky's recovery is quick.
And look at that lovely 999 button!
Poor kitty, indeed (and poor kitty owner, too). Hopefully he got the fighting out of his system.
We took Spooky back for a checkup since Randy was worried about his gaping wound - all right, it wasn't that huge, but it was an open sore. But the vet said Spooky was looking great and the wound needed to stay open to let the infection drain. And this time he got all his shots and he's feeling better.
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