Hopefully today our household will be back to normal!
On Wednesday my friend Kay and I took both fur-babies to the vet.
Violet was getting her senior blood panel done for general health and to check how her pain meds are doing. Normally it is suggested every year but because of the heavy medications she is on she gets it done every 6 months. A little hard on the budget, but I want to make sure my mutt is okay. I get blood tests for the same reason, so why would I treat her any different. She also had her "owie" checked from where they removed the skin tag at the end of July. It wasn't healing, but finally is good. She was really spooked this time. Normally she loves her vet, a very kind and gentle man; however, she even growled at him this time. Kay finally figured it out - she remembers being sedated and having to wear a cone last time she was there. When they took her to the back to do it, she was not a happy camper.
Monkey was in for a dental procedure. I would normally not do this as a routine procedure and specially not on a two year old cat. However, we won a cat package last Halloween and a free dental was part of it. They wanted to get it off the books and they did need a bit of cleaning.
When Violet came home without Monkey she was really out of sorts. She followed me around, whining, and was constantly looking for her. When I picked Monkey up she was still slightly drugged and again not a happy camper. She had hissed at them and scratched the vet as he tried to give her a needle. Even still groggy I had to be the one to take her out of the kennel and put her in her carrier.
When I went to pick Kay up they both bolted out the front door and I can not get them back on my own. Violet would not come back for me even when I did catch her, so I had to let go and tell her to go "home". She did finally listen (we trained her to obey and it may take some time but she knows she has to listen). But Monkey, still swaying side to side, was eluding me.
The little girl from next door said she would try to get her back with treats and when we arrived back, my brat cat was on the porch snacking happily on the turned over container of treats (Emma put them inside the screen door but Monkey got them out).
Yesterday was a gong show with trying to get a pee sample from Violet and trying to keep Monkey in until the wound on her leg from the IV healed (it is good to go today). They were also both vying for everyone's attention and wanting to out-do the other one!
But the main thing is that they are both okay (blood work and urine came back fine). I love my fur-kids!