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When we put Peace on the prescription cat food, the vet said
she wanted a urine specimen after 4 weeks. We could bring her in and they could
take care of it, or I could get one at home and bring it in.
I opted to do it at home, to avoid the trauma of a vet trip.
Have you ever tried to get a urine specimen from a cat?
The vet told me to clean out the litter box, and fill it
with either shredded wax paper or unpopped popcorn.
I decided a roll of generic wax paper would be a more
economical choice than Orville Redenbacher.
Peace is not a cat to break rules. She may have a nasty
attitude, but she knows what’s right. She doesn’t climb on the kitchen table or
kitchen counters. She doesn’t go on the couch. She doesn’t scratch the couch. She
doesn’t swing on the curtains.
And she NEVER misses the litter box.
She did NOT like the wax paper. After about 40 hours of her
refusing to use the litter box, I started to wonder what to do. Certainly it
wasn’t healthy for her to hold it that long.
Then it happened. Ian sat on a chair in the basement and got
totally grossed out.
Yep, she’d gone on the furniture.
Fortunately it was a chair I’ve been wanting to get rid of
anyway. But I wasn’t willing to sacrifice any more furniture.
I had to go to the vet to get more food, and I told my tale.
The young lady who I told the tale to said, “I’ve never met Peace, but I’ve
heard about her. I’ll talk to Ciji, she has worked with Peace.”
They gossip about my cat. . .
The young lady went to talk to Ciji. I heard Ciji say,
“She’s not nice.”
“I heard that!” I called out. Peace is infamous.
I made an appointment for Peace for the following Monday.
She was due for her shots as well. Great, let’s kill two birds with one stone.
Three, in fact. When I took her in, I said, “You are probably going to have to
sedate her to do anything. If you do sedate her, please clip her claws.” (That
is the only time she gets her claws clipped, when she is sedated.)
I also said, “Tell Ciji I’ll be praying for her. And I’m not
kidding, I will really be praying for her.” And I did.
I picked Peace up while she was a little groggy. The
receptionist assured me she had not bit anyone. (Peace, not the receptionist).
One of the ladies said, “She’s so cute!”
“That’s the only reason she’s still alive.” I said.
I brought her home, and.
. . she had wet in the cat carrier.
Bath
time!
It’s been years since I’ve given Peace a bath. It is not a
task for the faint of heart. The sedation had not completely worn off yet, so
that was a point in my favor.
She was NOT a happy kitty.
I told Sarah to clean the cat carrier while I cleaned the
cat. If she complained, I intended to offer to switch jobs with her. . . .
The next day the vet called with the test results.
“Peace was just a treat!” she gushed.
Actually, Peace fought them with everything they did. No
surprise there.
However, her urinary problem has gotten worse, not better,
so now it is time to try something else, and then. . . in four weeks we get to
try this again. I think I am going to stock up on generic popcorn because it
cost around $75 to sedate her. I expect you can buy a lot of popcorn for $75.
She weighs 9.8 lbs. The vet said her target weight is 8 lbs.
So little Peace is on a diet.
The next day I took Sherafina in for her shots. I told them
all when I walked in, “She only LOOKS like Peace, she’s really very sweet.”
And she was. She did hiss at me when they were taking a
blood sample, but it was a very cute little hiss. She whimpered a little, and
struggled a little, but overall was very co-operative.
Sherafina weighs 13.5 lbs. HER target weight is 11 lbs. So
SHE is on a diet as well.
Instead of us filling the dishes when ever they are empty,
we are to feed them a certain amount of food twice a day (for Peace) and three
times a day (for Sherafina.)
Peace is doing okay with this, but Sherafina is NOT happy.
She keeps looking at Ian with these big sad eyes, as if to say, “Daddy, don’t
you love me anymore?” I swear that today she looked smaller than usual. “Look,
I’m wasting away to normal!”
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