Zoey and Oliver went to the vet yesterday. Zoey was due for a bunch of things and before we renewed her prescription for her thyroid meds she needed to be seen. I took Oliver along as well because he is totally uncooperative and would not let me get a urine sample at home.
Talk about a crazy appointment. First of all - Oliver had no urine in his bladder so that was a bust - for the third time. One day next week I will take him in early in the morning and leave his uncooperative kitty butt there all day long til they get a sample - geez.
Then there is Zoey. She was in rare form yesterday. Screeching, growling, hissing, attempted biting, drooling and when all of those things failed - peeing. How charming is she? So - they got the necessary blood draw. Given how upset she was we opted not to do her physical. I brought her home and decided that since she was stinky from using pee as a weapon of mass destruction and she was already mad she was going to get a bath. Believe it or not - she had no issues with getting in the tub and getting wiped down.
For the rest of the evening she was quite snarly to the humans, the other cats and the ferrets. Hopefully she will get over it soon....sigh.
Don't let the photos fool you - she was polite til they came in:
Then she turned into this:
And then there is the one sad pic I managed to get of Ollie - the non peeing cat. He doesn't love the vet's office and would not get out of his carrier:
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