Achilles, our male cat, does not like:
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[li]For our newest cat to give him a good bite[/li][li]For that bite to become infected[/li][li]The side effects of the fever of the infection[/li][li]For his humans to notice that he’s Not Feeling Well[/li][li]To be grabbed, stuffed in a cat carrier, and hauled to the vet in the morning[/li][li]To find out that the vet is in surgery until that afternoon[/li][li]To be grabbed, stuffed in a cat carrier, and hauled to the vet AGAIN that afternoon[/li][li]For the vet to poke him all over[/li][li]For the vet to take his TEMPERATURE! :eek: [/li][li]For the vet to give him a great big shot of penicillin[/li][li]Having his humans hunt for him that evening, because he’s had ENOUGH of going to the vet for one day and just wants to chill out under the bed.[/li][/ul]
Fortunately, he’s not due for his pill until later on this morning. I’m sure that he won’t like taking pills, either, but he had a temp of 104 (I have no idea of what’s normal for a cat, but that doesn’t sound good) at the vet’s, and he’s GOING to take his pills.
He had been Not Feeling Well for a couple of days, and not eating, and not moving around much. Now, we’ll tolerate that in a cat for a day or so, but if we think he’s not gonna get over it, ESPECIALLY if he’s not eating, he goes to the vet. Twice in one day, if necessary. The vet says that we should see dramatic improvement in 24-48 hours. The vet also said he had an empty bladder and was not dehydrated, so he’s been drinking and peeing, just not when he’s had an audience. So THAT’S some good news.
Poor Achilles. Right now he’s under my bed, or more precisely, he’s up in the box compartment of the bed. He has had ENOUGH, he says. He was already feeling bad enough when he was taken to the vet’s, and he’s not taking any chances on more vet visits. I tell him that he’ll feel better very soon now, but he’s Not Talking to any of us humans, except to say that he hates the vet and is NOT coming out.