I had a cunning plan for capturing Embla, but it didn't work. She and Erik both escaped to the crawl space in the attic, leaving me holding Baldur. So I stuffed him into a carrier and tried to get the other two until it was past time to leave for the vet. Disappointed, I headed off with one cat instead of three.
My vet rocks. While she was starting Baldur's exam, she asked how far away I live and I told her. (Not far -- 10 minutes if the traffic lights cooperate.) So she said if I wanted to try fetching another cat while she did Baldur's exam, that would be fine with her. I had created a "cat lock" before leaving, with Erik and Embla behind the far door, so I called Dani and asked him to open the far door and see if anyone came into the lock. This got Erik but not Embla, but if I was only going to get one this time that's the one I wanted so that's ok. I raced home, stuffed Erik into a carrier (with Dani's help), and raced back, arriving just as she completed Baldur's exam. (He didn't yet have his vaccines, so I even had a few minutes to spare.)
I have another appointment in two weeks for Embla; I have got to figure out an appropriate token of my appreciation to take along. This vet is really accommodating.
Erik weighs 8lb 11oz and Baldur weighs 18 even; no surprises. Baldur has some gingivitis and will probably be seeing the kitty dentist; they drew blood tonight to make sure everything's ok and anesthesia-compatable. After we discussed this an assistant checked something and informed me that there's a discount scheduled for dental work in January -- bonus. :-) (I didn't know that vets did specials like that.)
Both cats are otherwise healthy. She also drew blood from Erik to check on the calcium levels; I'll hear back in several days. (Maybe not until next week because of the holiday.) She believes that Erik's high calcium is idiopathic, but even so if it gets too high he'll need drugs to prevent bad effects, so we have to check. (We did a bunch of diagnostics last year with less-than-informative results.)
Two down; one to go.
My vet rocks. While she was starting Baldur's exam, she asked how far away I live and I told her. (Not far -- 10 minutes if the traffic lights cooperate.) So she said if I wanted to try fetching another cat while she did Baldur's exam, that would be fine with her. I had created a "cat lock" before leaving, with Erik and Embla behind the far door, so I called Dani and asked him to open the far door and see if anyone came into the lock. This got Erik but not Embla, but if I was only going to get one this time that's the one I wanted so that's ok. I raced home, stuffed Erik into a carrier (with Dani's help), and raced back, arriving just as she completed Baldur's exam. (He didn't yet have his vaccines, so I even had a few minutes to spare.)
I have another appointment in two weeks for Embla; I have got to figure out an appropriate token of my appreciation to take along. This vet is really accommodating.
Erik weighs 8lb 11oz and Baldur weighs 18 even; no surprises. Baldur has some gingivitis and will probably be seeing the kitty dentist; they drew blood tonight to make sure everything's ok and anesthesia-compatable. After we discussed this an assistant checked something and informed me that there's a discount scheduled for dental work in January -- bonus. :-) (I didn't know that vets did specials like that.)
Both cats are otherwise healthy. She also drew blood from Erik to check on the calcium levels; I'll hear back in several days. (Maybe not until next week because of the holiday.) She believes that Erik's high calcium is idiopathic, but even so if it gets too high he'll need drugs to prevent bad effects, so we have to check. (We did a bunch of diagnostics last year with less-than-informative results.)
Two down; one to go.
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Date: 2003-12-30 12:00 pm (UTC)