My stories of our three cat families, and other cat encounters
Monday, November 30, 2015
It wasn't so bad, was it Chuck?
Saturday, The Hubby scooped up Chuck and deposited him in the PTU (Personnel Transport Unit) and off we went for a 3-month check-up with the echo-cardiogram veterinarian. She said his blood pressure was 'good' and his heart sounds were the same as last visit. Loaded with script refills, we were back home in no time. Chuck sang the song of his people the entire trip there, but was more subdued and quiet on the way home. Angel only hissed at Chuck for 24 hours after, before realizing that he, in fact, was her brother, and not some replicant cat that smelled of the nice vet's perfume. Note: The Hubby and I have tried many different ways to prevent the 'after vet visit aggression' but nothing has worked. Leave a comment if you've had luck with wiping the cats down with towels or socks before the visit, then doing some sort of scent exchange afterward, or any other thing that works for you...please!
Cold as ice
Although November has been relatively mild here in Michigan, some night temps are below freezing. In the warmer weather, I use a water bowl for Patty and Sweetie; in the cold, I fill a 6-pack cooler with a gallon of water (the belief is that deeper water takes longer to freeze). Here is a photo of the water bowl, and the ice cube that formed a couple of days ago. Both cats have grown thick winter fur.