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June 5, 2009
Timmy Goes to the Vet
This morning, Timmy was growling at us while he was on the couch. We couldn't really understand why, so I threw him on the floor, at which point we noticed he was limping. And his front left paw was noticeably swollen. We weren't sure why, of course. But Jennifer and I have suspected for some time that he climbs out my bedroom window onto the roof and jumps off the roof, though we've never seen him do it.
He smelled like a skunk, and it's not the first time he's been sprayed. So I thought maybe he'd been bitten by a skunk, a fox, or worse. Maybe he'd shattered his paw.
I figured he'd shattered his paw and I was in for about three grand in cat surgery bills. I just wanted to take him out back and shoot him, but Jennifer was adamant that we had to take him to the vet.
When I was a kid, if our dogs got sick, they didn't go to the vet, they just "ran away", or so we were told. But I drove Timmy down to the vet.
"Does Timmy go outside?" she wanted to know.
"Uh. Yeah." Like, we hardly see the cat now that the snow has melted.
"Has he been around any animals that might have bitten him?" she wanted to know.
"Um. Well, yesterday he caught two mice," I offered.
"Two mice in the same day?" she asked.
"Yeah. Oh. And a Pine Sisken. And a House Finch." I continued.
"You mean this cat caught two mice and two birds in one day?" she clarified.
"Yeah, but he was only outside for a little bit. He's been sleeping a lot lately." I offered.
Turns out, he had a bad bite on his paw that was infected. He had a fever of 106. And he needs his follow up vaccination shots. One hundred and fifty three dollars later we were heading home with Timmy in a new cat carrier. Somehow, he escaped from the cat carrier and then later pierced my ear with his claw. I wish I were making this up. We're all resting now.
Posted by Rob Kiser on June 5, 2009 at 7:40 PM
Comments
thats one gratefull cat.
Posted by: mop on June 5, 2009 at 8:37 PM