So Monster Cat went to the vet Thursday. There was much poking, prodding and generally undignified treatment of the fur ball in the name of medical science. He’s probably just dealing with a urinary or bladder infection. He got TWO shots yesterday, one of which was particularly unpleasant, and has two pills to take a day for a while. The antibiotics will hopefully clear up the problem quickly. He’s not quite perky again but he’s not painfully lethargic like he was on Wednesday. Subdued… he’s subdued. And he seems to be happier in that he is more successful in his litter box endeavors. Plus, as a reward for taking his pills, he gets a spoonful of yogurt which makes up for a multitude of offenses. Regardless of the malaise and general unhappiness inherent in the Monster Cat this week, it’s still good to be the cat.
I’m not sure he’s over having his temperature taken though… poor little Gray.
tags: cats, monster cat, sick, tennyson, vet
