So, I slept about four hours today before I had to get up for a vet appointment. Gwen must have known something was up, because about half an hour before the appointment, she started getting jumpy as a.....cat.
I wisely closed the bedroom door before I attempted to catch her, so she couldn't hide under the bed, and then calmly followed her around as she tried to escape me. I grabbed her as she stared, dumbfounded, at the closed bedroom door, and poured her into her upturned pet carrier. She only meows when she's distressed, and she's only distressed when she sees that pet carrier. The rest of the time she makes a melodic trilling sound, kind of a cross between a meow and a purr.
The vet gave her a clean bill of health. Her surgery has healed fine. She said she'd never done that kind of surgery before and usually refers people to a specialist to remove the salivary gland (Gwen's was blocked).
So, with the adoption and vet fees, I am now the proud owner of a $1,000 barn cat. She'd better learn how to fetch slippers. And do laundry.
Friday, May 12, 2006
The End of the Cat Saga
So, I slept about four hours today before I had to get up for a vet appointment. Gwen must have known something was up, because about half an hour before the appointment, she started getting jumpy as a.....cat.
I wisely closed the bedroom door before I attempted to catch her, so she couldn't hide under the bed, and then calmly followed her around as she tried to escape me. I grabbed her as she stared, dumbfounded, at the closed bedroom door, and poured her into her upturned pet carrier. She only meows when she's distressed, and she's only distressed when she sees that pet carrier. The rest of the time she makes a melodic trilling sound, kind of a cross between a meow and a purr.
The vet gave her a clean bill of health. Her surgery has healed fine. She said she'd never done that kind of surgery before and usually refers people to a specialist to remove the salivary gland (Gwen's was blocked).
So, with the adoption and vet fees, I am now the proud owner of a $1,000 barn cat. She'd better learn how to fetch slippers. And do laundry.
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I'm glad I live in flyover territory. My little dog's surgery, antibiotics and post op visit came to a total of $60.00 US. Twenty years ago, when we lived in in L.A. that wouldn't even have gotten us to the head of the line at the Vet's.
Farm livin' is the life for me!!
That happened to me too. I rescued my white poodle, Sunshine from the pound, to be a mate for my mini black poddle, that lives with my elderly parents. I had the "free" poodle for two weeks when she escaped me in the front yard and was hit by a car seconds later. One broken leg later and a lot of weekly office visits later for 3 months and the bill was $3,000.00. Poor thing is abandoned, survived the pound, came home with me for free, and then gets hit by a car and costs me a fortune. I should have been a vet.
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