Hi Everyone, Kirzon here. I guess it is my turn to post (after me is Lola, who will probably post next week - mom was going to go in age order but then I had my vet visit so she changed it up). For those of you who don't know, I am the oldest of the kitties here at the House of Cats. I am 13 years old but if you ask me I don't look a day over 10. Being the oldest means it is my responsibility to keep the younger cats in line. That is tough because they are either wild and crazy (Barney and Virgil) or old and cranky (Lola). Barney wants to be the leader so much, but he is still jut a baby so that is never going to happen. Anyway, what I wanted to post about today is my weekend trip to the vet.
So Saturday started out normal, I sat and stared at mom til she got up. I also tried digging in her head but that didn't work either. Then the noisemaker thing started to beep and she got up. That seemed weird since it was not a work day, and not the normal time it beeps. But I didn't worry about it because I was hungry and knew that it meant food. So mom got up but didn't give us our food, and I knew something was up. She went and got the carrier so I knew someone had to go to the Vet that day - I just didn't realize until it was too late that it was me!
So after the terrible car ride there (I HATE the car) I was taken out and weighed - 10 pounds even. Not too bad but mom told them that I seemed to have lost weight - which is true because my teeth hurt! So they looked at the last time I was in and I did weigh more, but I had tooth pain then too, and so I had gained after the yucky medicine and just started loosing again the past couple weeks (which I think is why I had to go through all this). I tried to hide behind the sink but they saw me and caught me. I tried again, and again, I was caught, so I just decided to sulk. The vet came in and took some blood, and checked my teeth and he said they were yucky again (or something like that). He told mom to call Monday and she said something about teeth cleaning on the 15th. He said that is good and that the test results will be back on Monday (today). It should be good but they are just being safe.
So I went back in the carrier and then mom was talking to the lady (I couldn't tell who from the carrier) about medicine (yuck - I am sure it is for me after the check up) and how I shouldn't eat at some point on the 14th. That doesn't sound good to me - last time that happened I had to go back to the vet the next day. Then mom said that we would see them the 15th for my teeth cleaning! Oh no! I hate it so much! Last time they left me there for hours and I woke up all groggy! But I didn't have tooth problems for a long time after that, so I guess I have to trust mom.
We got home and I ate breakfast and all was well, until later when she gave me some of the yuckiest medicine on earth! I have had it before and know it is gross so I really fought mom on it, but she ended up winning. She has been giving it to me twice a day ever since - blech! But I guess it made my teeth feel better last time, so I shouldn't complain. I am still being nice to mom, even though she makes me take the yucky stuff. At least for now.
So that was my very un-fun weekend! I hope you all had a better one.
Mom said for me to let you know that she will have some pictures up later on of us - if we let her take some that is!