Monday, August 17, 2009
Thursday, August 06, 2009
Tuesday, August 04, 2009
But he did enjoy his trip to the vet's office. Didn't much care for the ride there and back, but he liked the vet and his assistant, and he just loved the exam table. Rubbed and drooled all over it. He also didn't raise much of a fuss about having his temperature taken - just gave a startled, annoyed rrrowl and then laid still while the assistant held him and the vet talked to him. He also wasn't bothered with getting two shots. He was only mildly put off by the vet squeezing on his bladder to make urine come out so they could see if there was an actual blockage and to run tests on it. And he was perfectly content to lay on the chair in the waiting area while I dealt with the bill, etc.
He was definitely feeling better this morning than he felt last night. He was so much more his normal self that I almost didn't take him in after calling at 8 a.m. to get him an appointment.
Oh, in case you're interested, the little brute weighs 13 lbs 15 ozs.