(Anybody besides me remember that song? Anybody?)
So, the cats had to go to the vet's last night for a check-up and more vaccinations (rabies, feline leukemia, distemper). And all was well throughout the exam, until it was time for the actual shots themselves.
And those cats went insane.
Little Girl spat and snarled and hissed and shot halfway across the room when the first shot was attempted. So they tried again. They wrapped her in a towel, the vet tech gripped her firmly, the vet went in with the needle, and ......... FAIL.
And The Runt wasn't much better, when it was his turn. It took several attempts to get those shots into those cats.
The vet reassured me that it was okay, they saw this every day, it was part of their job, the cats were frightened, blah blah blah, but I have to say, I have never seen a cat react that badly to getting shots. And we have to do it all again in three weeks. *sigh*.
But! The Runt is up from four pounds to six (!), and Little Girl is up from three pounds to four. All in less than a month. And I swear, there's not an ounce of fat on these guys. They're lean, mean, kitten machines ........
And I got sent home with a ton of swag, courtesy of Purina.
Oh! And there's a technical name for googly eyes! I asked the vet why their eyes sometimes seemed to wander off in different directions (yes, it's as disconcerting as it sounds), and she explained that it was due to the muscles around their eyes, which may strengthen as they get older. The technical term is divergent strabismus. I prefer "googly eyes".
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