Sophie went to the vet this past Thursday, and it’s worth celebrating. Why? Because she went for a normal annual checkup. That’s it! That’s all! A little history may be in order to understand my joy for a regular, boring vet visit.
When we found Sophie a little over one year ago (November 29, 2014 to be exact), she was about six months old and had been living outside a movie theater, no doubt gorging on discarded popcorn every night. Needless to say, she had what vets refer to as garbage gut. She had a very sensitive tummy, but of course she loved to eat everything.
Within the first few weeks that we had her, it was obvious something was going on with her little tummy. We had her quarantined from our other cats for several days, and we had set up a litter box for her in the master bathroom shower stall. It’s a cavernous tiled shower that provides amazing acoustics.
One evening early on, the hubby and I were sitting in the master bedroom (used as a den/office), and we heard a boom boom boom coming from the bathroom. It was like a fighter jet had broken the sound barrier and created a sonic boom – on repeat.
So, off to the vet we went! Tests were run, diseases and parasites ruled out, probiotics prescribed, etc. We finally found a diet that worked. But to get to that point, she had to go to the vet’s office several times in the first few months. In addition to what appeared to be food allergies, Sophie also had skin issues (random hot spots on her face and legs, swollen lip, etc.), which all called for additional trips to the vet, and sometimes a cone was involved.
Before taking in Sophie, our other two cats (Dexter and Olive) had only ever been to the vet for the snip/snip procedure and regular annual checkups. So, these frequent trips with Sophie were new for us. Luckily we had found a vet and staff that we genuinely liked. It’s an all-cat vet, which is 1) nice to know that no dogs would be in the waiting room, and 2) the vets and techs know their cat stuff.
Even though food allergies and skin conditions are mild in the realm of cat affliction possibilities, it’s still nice to know that she’s in good hands. Sophie was (and still is) a star at the vet’s office. The staff fell in love with her. The techs would get excited if she was scheduled to be in the office. They would come out to see her even if they weren’t assigned to her care that day.
Sophie has come a long way since the first several months of vet visits. And now to celebrate that fact, I thought I’d document a regular old, run of the mill, boring-as-can-be vet visit with some fun pictures. Just a quick exam and booster shot. Easy peasy!
What are your vet visits like? Are your cats well behaved at the vet?