The Little Tiger Cat� Cut and Diced
Today The Little Tiger Cat� finally had her spay. Now she will never be
able to replicate herself. It's fine; there are millions of cats who
need homes in the world today, just like people. Now I don't have to
listen to her periodic heat cycle bouts where she howls mournfully
wanting sex. But the whole friggen thing sure cost me, $255 bucks in
all. I'm not taking my cat to that vet clinic again. Too damn much
money. They also said she needed to be treated for tape worms because
they say they found a thing on the fur of her ass resembling a poppy
seed that indicated she had worms, likely gotten from fleas. However
both cats do not and have not had fleas since their escape from the
trailer months ago. I put that expensive flea stuff called Advantage on
their necks every month just to ensure they're free. They never
scratch. But the fleas can be brought in from the outside of this
dust-ridden trailer park. Anyway I had tho have her given a shot for
that along with her vaccinations. And then they wanted some $50 more
for pain medication for her. They told me it wasn't necessary. I said
I'd wait to see when the morphene wore off if she were hurting first.
As I suspected she's over the morphene and playing like a normal cat.
No sign of pain. The cut in her belly is very small, as she is a very
small cat. She acts completely normal now that the morphen has worn
off. I don't think she needs pain killers. Her appedtite is good; she
ate some fresh baked salmon I made for dinner tonight. Think she'll be
fine while the incision heals. Will swab it with a cotton ball soaked
with peroxide periodically. I sift the cat box every day so that's
clean more or less; they just got a pile of new fresh scented clumping
cat litter that costs $15 bucks for 35 lbs. Man I sure take good care
of my cats. The idea someone suggesting they have fleas and tape worms
irritates me. Nevertheless, I'll have White Paws treated with a shot
for worms too, not that I believe it, but I could be wrong. Somehow my
gut ESP reaction says what they really saw was a piece of the sticky,
small grain clumping cat litter stuck on her instead. I bet some of you
vet pros reading this will agree with my opinion that the bill is too
high. Well that's what we do for our pets.
What a bad day I had. I also had a doctor's appointment for 10:45 this
morning. I followed their advice to arrive 30 minutes before. As I
waited everyone that came to the waiting room got seen before me I
noticed. Then along came 10:45 and no doctor. Then 11:00 came and no
doctor visit. I finally got up and asked them why it was taking so long
that I'd been there nearly an hour waiting. They told me that the
doctor was running late and I'd have to wait another half hour or more.
To which I told them to cancel my appointment. I went and got my co-pay
back (which they hate) and went home.
The eyelid stye thing was better this morning anyway. It's shrinking
away just fine with the regimen of the antibiotic I've been taking.
Also I took a Septra for my lungs as I've gotten a cold and my lungs
were getting a little gunk in them as they always do. So my body is
taking a double-whammy of help. I figured the doctor couldn't do any
more than that for me, except to prescribe me some delicious pain
killers to knock me out. But even that tasty thought didn't convince me
to stay to wait for Mr. Busy. It does feel like a stye in my eye, but
this one's up higher on the eyelid and in the corner which distorts my
vision in that eye a little. It has shrunken considerably since
yesterday. So no loss on the doctor. The thing is he's the ONLY ONE I
can see. I asked them why not another doctor but they said he was the
only INFECTIOUS DISEASE doctor on board. When I heard the infectious
disease title I got a creepy feeling. More of that self-loathing mental
madness I guess. It just all creeped me out and I walked out and came
home to lie down.
See, I wasn't feeling so hot sitting all that time in those
uncomfortable waiting room seats of theirs -- terribly tacky, stiff
things with wooden arm rests and straight up backs. A person could get
fucken bed sores sitting on them too long. If only they'd had a couple
of lovely divans or lounge chairs about -- then I could have taken some
shut eye during my wait. I've got a minor cold, aches and pains and I
just wasn't up to the whole thing today. Even the cat hospital
adventure was taxing. With a poor immune system you take on bad junk
and the only thing to do is REST comfortably for it to pass through
without too much exposure to new "outside" germs by going about in the
environment. All those nasty people touching things like the door,
writing pens, money, etc. getting on me, crawling on me, going up the
side of my face, crawling into the corners of my mouth, going down my
gullet... no, rest and isolation are the only effective methods of
knocking it out.
So I bummed out on my doc appointment and got ripped at the vets today.
The 13th was bad luck for me and it ain't even a Friday.
Ah well, tomorrow is, as Scarlett O'Hara said, another day!
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