It would appear that a certain grey cat is not too thrilled with me right now. Do I blame her? Heck no! I would be pretty ticked to if I were a cat that had to visit the vet (which requires a two hour round trip ride in the car) twice in one week. A day after the seizure incident I didn't really feel like they really looked at her tail to see what was wrong with it and we had no game plan to care for it other than have her take an anti-inflammatory (I thought it was broken, fractured, or something.) The second vet after a thorough examination believes that she has a mass on her tail and would like an x-ray but would have to sedate her and would like to put that off until we get her teeth cleaned to save her some stress.
And now you see why Sophie is a little less than thrilled with me right now (she's starting to come around, but doesn't like me shoving pills down her throat). We are also working on a plan to re-socialize the cats so that they'll behave a bit better around each other, but until then Sophie is loving getting to live in our bedroom and bathroom.
I got the idea for my Project 52 from Styleberry!