The cats had their annual checkup Tuesday evening, and for the most part it went well. First, they were weighed. Frou-Frou weighs 8 pounds, which is a little less than she weighed a year ago (but they’re not concerned). Once she was free to get off the scale, she climbed off the counter and hid under the bench in the farthest corner she could find.
Then, it was Tubby’s turn. He weighed in around 15 pounds, which is a pound or more than he weighed last year. I was told he needs to lose weight (although we’re hoping the two sets of stairs that we have now – and the puppy – will help), so we’re going to look into a laser light for him. Tubby was happy to explore the room and seemed right at home in his surroundings.
As a result, he went first for his exam and shots. He was fine when they picked him up, he was fine when they felt his belly and listened to his heart, he was even fine (but didn’t enjoy) them looking at his teeth. He FREAKED OUT, though, when he saw the light to look in his ears and eyes, and there was no consoling him after that. He hissed, he growled, he DROOLED like I’ve never seen him do before…
Giving him his shots proved to be difficult. They kept giving him breaks to try and calm him down, but as soon as they put him back on the table and he saw the vet lean toward him, he was wriggling again and trying to get away. They ended up bringing out the gloves so they could hold him more securely, and that seemed to work. Immediately after they were done, I put him in his carrier.
Frou was much easier once we moved the bench and got her. She was quiet through the whole thing and even let them attempt to get a fecal sample (I say attempt because it came out clean). Thank goodness we only have to go through that once a year!