Wednesday, 14 November 2007

***Sigh***

One vet appointment, to the tune of $50, for possible urinary crystals in our less-than-friendly cat.

Two medications, including an antibiotic, and a urinary acidifier, to the tune of $62. Kevin not happy.

One cat, who is not personable at the best of times, who has to be pinned down and wrapped and force-fed the medicine. Cat not happy.

One hungry dog, who scarfed the container of medicine no. 2 off the counter, and ate approximately $30 of DL methionine in one gulp. (Just about 8x the recommended daily dose for a 75 pound dog). Dog happy but somewhat short-sighted.

Five frantic minutes of internet search for toxic dose levels of methionine in a dog, then a 7:00 a.m. call to our long-suffering vet. The dog "'should" be fine. Karen happy.

Cat, who is now only has to choke down one medication and should be relieved and happy, bites me in the hand and pees on Claire. Never mind about happy.

Owner only gets one more pill in cat, before cat decides to initiate a hunger strike. If cat doesn't come for meals, he can't be caught. He may have no personality, but he is smart. Cat happy, but certainly hungry.

Rest of expensive medicine sitting on counter, waiting for cat to start eating again, while the little bacteria breed over and over creating resistant strains.

***Sigh***.

Is there a cat whisperer in the house who could possibly convince Amadeo that eating, and being made healthy, is a far better outcome than slowly starving to death whilst hiding under our stairs?

I would include a photo of annoying cat, but he's still under the stairs.

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