posted on May, 3 2016 @ 02:36 PM
So, I took the cat to the vets tonight as we were becoming really concerned about her, as I stated earlier in the thread.
She has been behaving real skittish over the last two weeks, but she had been eating, so although we have obviously been concerned, we have been
avoiding the vets.
She hasn't been in pain, but after almost sixteen years of being a lap cat, she has taken to hiding on the bedroom window, not responding to being
called and the like.
Anyway, it has been really upsetting the wife, so I decided that tonight would be the time to take her.
Well, we got there and we were called in to see the vet. We explained what the problem was and she asked us to open the basket and essentially let the
vet see the cat. Out she pops and she decides that the vet is her new best mate and really plays up to her, rolling over the table, purring,
absolutely loving the attention. We explained that she hadn't been responding to us and so she asks us to call her. Well, over she comes looking for
the usual love she receives and all of a sudden, she was our little cat again.
The vet took a look at her, took her temperature, listened to her heart and advised that she is quite healthy for a sixteen year old cat. The only
thing she picked up was potential arthiritis in her back legs. So we were given some painkillers and told that she would need this for the remainder
of her life.
We arrived home about a hour ago and she went straight up to the bedroom window, not responding to us, back to how she has been the last couple of