Going to the V-E-T

I start work next Tuesday so I’ve been trying to get my life in order.Â? I saw my doc yesterday regarding my bloodwork and this morning, I took the eldest three of my Awesome Pawsome to the v-e-t.Â? (Freya is sitting next to me so I need to spell these things out.)

I cleaned their carriers yesterday and put fresh blankets in for linings.Â? Cullen got his kitten blanket, Finian got a soft blue one, and Edda got a couple fleece pillowcases.Â? I stored them in the guestroom and planned to just get the three up onto the 2nd floor so that I didn’t have to go under beds to get them or move furniture.

Well… I got Finian crated first and it was the normal challenge with him.Â? He fought tooth and claw and was headbutting the crate door as I was closing it.Â? Then… the HOWLING began, which unfortunately tipped Cullen off to something he wouldn’t like.Â? Mr. Stripes (Cullen) was fairly easy to get into his crate and the Edda Puss went in without a problem.

Well… we had a three-part harmony of HOWLING going on as we drove to the vet.Â? About 10 miles into the drive, someone used their carrier as a commode (we found out later that it was Edda) so we also had that smell to contend with.Â? We got there and the vet had us bring them in one at a time.Â? He wanted to start with the dirty carrier cat (which I thought was Cullen as he’s done this before) so we brought Cullen in.Â? He did not want to come out so we took his carrier apart (removed the screws holding it together) and lifted the top off.Â? His weight ended up being 13 lbs (meaning that FREYA is heavier — we might want to talk D-I-E-T for her) and he either smooshed up into my right armpit or the vet tech’s left armpit.Â? (We had a tech who loved up my babies which was good.)Â? He had to have his ears cleaned of lots of wax which was unpleasant for him and made want to scratch them.Â? (One of his hind paws was thumping.)Â? He behaved like a perfect gentleman for his shots and when we finished, we put him on the bottom half of his carrier and he curled up in a ball in the back while we screwed the top back on.

Next was Edda (I sniffed carriers and hers was the dirty one) so we got her in and I got her out so the vet tech could go clean up the lining as well as the carrier.Â? (We were most appreciative.)Â? She did NOT like the cold table so after we got her weighed (a hair over 9 lbs — she’s a petite little one), I held her while the vet cleaned her ears and gave her shots.Â? She just melted in my arms and was chill as long as I or the vet were holding her.Â? She was VERY happy to get back into her carrier.

Last was Finian who was an inert fluffy pillow the whole time.Â? He did have to have his ears cleaned but was chill about it and even sat still to be weighed (11ish lbs).Â? We didn’t try to pull him out of the carrier — his has a lid that snaps off so we just snapped it off, something that was VASTLY easier than dealing with the screws.Â? He had the beginnings of an abcess on his chin which the vet had to scrape off, causing Mr. Fluffybutt to hiss.Â? He also had his teeth checked (another hissing fit) and had his teeth pronounced excellent.Â? He behaved himself for his shots and was a good boy in every other regard.

The bill ended up being about $35 per cat (we apparently were only charged for the vaccinations — SCORE!) and after getting everyone loaded into the car, we did some brief errands (I ran in while Jon stayed with the babies) and then picked up my car which was having the oil pan fixed.Â? I got them home and they BOLTED from their carriers.Â? (They had been mostly quiet on the way home except for some conversation from Edda who was watching her surroundings and then the HOWLS when we got near the parsonage.

So far, everyone is doing OK.Â? Freya was happy to have some quiet time while her siblings were at the vet and while they’re quieter, nobody seems to be too sick from their shots.Â? I just gave tummy rubs to the studly beastlings on the bed and I’ll go snuggle with the Edda when I finish this post.

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2 thoughts on “Going to the V-E-T

  1. Ah, yes. The howling carrides. We’re quite familiar with those.

    Glad to hear the furkids are well and were more or less behaved.

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