It’s been a bit of an emotional past while for me with plenty of trips to the vet. My cat Jasper has been having issues with his teeth and after a course of antibiotics he was finally able to go in and have his teeth cleaned as well as two extractions. While he was under the vet also removed a cyst from his back.
Upon return home Franken-kitty has a massive shaved patch with stitches and is pretty exhausted, albeit purring loads and happy to be out of the vets.
Let me tell you though, trying to give a cat that has just had two teeth extracted a pill is not fun, and damn well near impossible for my wimpy self as I’m petrified I’ll hurt him trying to open his mouth.
Suffice to say the lil flea bag is getting his painkillers after daily pleading, tussles and trickery.
I’m just really relieved Jasper’s ok and on the mend now.
One of the first things I did when I moved back to Canada was to adopt him. I always want animals in my life, and living with Jasper and Zola (the other wee cat pictured above) is an absolute daily delight (ya poo and cat vom and all).
They really do make our house truly feel like a “home” and complete our little family. I’m hoping to adopt a rescue dog in the next few years as well, which can’t come soon enough really.
If you’re thinking of getting a cat or dog, I can’t say enough about adopting a rescue vs. going to a pet store or breeder. Both Jasper and Zola are rescues and they’re just awesome, even when they sit on my head at 3am and whine to be fed. Not many people can do that to me and still get awesome status bestowed upon them.Leave a Comment