Oscar has to go to the V.E.T tomorrow. Recently he's been eating like a horse then shortly afterwards been sick as a parrot. He is also getting very thin.
Perhaps he's got an eating disorder? I blame advertising. He is bombarded daily with airbrushed images of 'perfect' felines. I tell him he is beautiful but he doesn't believe me.
We hate going to see the vet - nice man though he is. It's all the trauma around getting Oscar in the cat-carrier and transporting him there. The practice is just round the corner so Oscar could walk himself there if he had a mind to, but he has an aversion to going anywhere near the place.
Perhaps this phobia stems from the time when we had a vet called Deville. No kidding. Great name for someone who works with animals. Mr Deville liked it so much he had a personalised numberplate - DVL666.
The first vet I ever took Oscar to did a thorough examination, looked at his teeth, weighed him, inspected his fur then said: "He's a nice little fella isn't he?"
Asked if the cat's weight was normal he thought for a moment then said: "He's not a gigantic cat, then again he's not a titchy cat either."
How many years in vet school?
Just caught up with your blog after being away. It sounds like you're doing really well - Oscar sounds like he is alot sicker than you - poor thing! (from Elaine x)
ReplyDeleteYes poor Oscar had to have an injection and he's on a 'sensitivity' diet. On Monday he has to go for blood tests and so do I. He is coming out in sympathy!
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