Gad! What an ordeal it was getting Andy and Dougy to the veterinarian’s this morning! Dougy put up some resistance, but Andy put me through a 25 minute marathon, and we (he and I) were not amused! Damn cat!
Then Andy was growly at the veterinarian’s, and it took a technician and me to hold him down. He was growling and trying to get away, something he never does. Well, up till now. Bad boy! Between us, we held him down and calmed him down. The irony, of course, was this brouhaha was so we could get his blood pressure check taken.
Blood pressure. Mine surely is up. Andy’s, however, is where it should be. Good!
Dougy has a feline herpes virus that causes him some left eye issues from time to time. It isn’t too bad this time, but his doctor wants him to take Lysine to build up his immune system. Fortunately, both boys can have it — and benefit from it — so both boys will get a dose of this paste each day.
When they were kittens, Andy had to eat Lysine in his wet food. Unfortunately, it was in a tablet form and had to be mashed up and mixed in with his food. The boys never have been really good about eating all of their wet food, so he never got maximum benefit from it. I am hopeful this new paste form will be more to their liking.
They trimmed a little hair off the under side of the base of Andy’s tail to get his blood pressure. He was exceptionally pissed and clawful about that! When we got home he gave particular attention to that trimmed spot, even though they cleaned off the goo needed to make good contact with his tail to get the reading.
Of course, they also got their rabies vaccinations, the primary reason for being there today. While we were at it, they also got another one that would have been given in February. After today’s hassles, it made sense to add on another reason to come in in October. Ugh! I can’t handle the stress!
Andy’s being very nice now. Watching out the back window from atop my mini-stereo, he gets a good view of the backyard birds that make use of a fir tree.
No idea where Dougy is. Sleeping it off somewhere, I suppose. As usual, he whined on the way down and the way back, though he was a reasonably good boy at the clinic, if you ignore the fact he tried to hold onto the carrier with his claws instead of come out of the carrier to be set on the examination table. Compared with Andy’s performance, though, Dougy was an angel.
Not that bad for all the services we got for two cats, and I got a front row seat to the spectacle!