Bobbie came home from the hospital yesterday, and she seems much more comfortable. She has a weak heart, and
we’re waiting for the compounding pharmacy to get the drug ready for us to pick up on Monday. She has several
other drugs to take as well, but we have all of them because the hospital had them available on their premises.
She is ambulatory, eating, drinking water, and properly using the cat box, but she sleeps most of the time,
still tuckered out from the stress of being among strangers for several days.
I am sad that she is so easily distressed, but when we took her in, we soon realized that she had been ill
treated. It took us years to turn her from Miss Hissy Slashy to Miss Purry Petme, and there are still remnants
of her fears. We are most kind to her, and no matter what, she is treated gently and with calm voices.
Trips to the veterinarian’s are most troublesome, and I wish I could oversee her visits there in order to keep
her feeling comfortable and safe, but the doctors and assistants never allow that. And really, she probably
shouldn’t equate me with the fear and pain of the vet anyway.
Prayers
Thanks for the update, sweet Lady. It breaks my heart to know you are suffering along with Bobbie, but if I could, I would take the pain away from all of you.
*hugs*
I’m so happy she’s home with her humans.
I’ll continue to pray and send happy thoughts to all of you dear lady.
We lost our peachface lovebird on Wednesday.
Twenty one years old.
The cats are confused and looking for the feather monster with the beak who would chatter at them.
So glad that she’s doing better! Hang in there, Bobbie!
Glad to hear your kitteh is at home now!
Tom the Son is home.
Glad Bobbie is back at HQ, that must be a load off your mind.
Giving a Cat medication....this is where all your years of training will come in handy.
Hope you are as in good a condition..? (((Hugs)))