Operation Cat To The Vet A Success

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We did it!!  We got the cat to the vet.  After the realisation last night that I was going to have to take said cat to the vet with a toddler started to sink in, so did the worry.  How am I going to deal with a cat and Miss Up/Down in a waiting room.  We were going to the open surgery at 9 am, so I had no idea how long I would be hanging around waiting.  What if Miss e gets fed up and cranky?  What if I put her down and she becomes a nuisance to other pet owners.  What if she picks the wrong dog to pet?!  My girl loves her animals just like her mama, but she hasn’t quite got that not all animals are as friendly as the ones in her inner circle.  What if she starts screeching and I can’t have a conversation with the vet about what to do with the cat?  What if, what if, what if.  The answer then became incredibly clear and was oh so simple: use a wrap!  We love babywearing and I’ve written about it a bit in the beginning few months. Duh, of course I should use a wrap!!  I set off just after 8 am with Miss E and wrap in tow.  The owner had warned me the cat was a nightmare to get in the carrier, so you better believe I was praying like crazy, begging God to let him just sit serenely in the carrier while I got the door closed.

We got the house, and first thing was this was not the simple kind of pet carrier I’m used to with the little front opening door.  No, this carrier had a top that came completely off with weird claspy clip things that were such a faff to figure out and close……..cue more prayer!  I closed the kitchen door so he couldn’t escape as I was told he hides in the most awkward places when he sees this carrier.  I picked him up, put him in and he gave a bit of a struggle, but nothing like I was expecting and I managed to get him securely held inside….thank you Lord!  Off we set to the vets.  The cat was making weird noises, but at the same time it also sounded like Miss E was using the same weird pitch to say hello…..I still haven’t figured out whether it was her or the cat all the time but on the way home after dropping the cat off she said nothing which makes me think it was all the cat.  So my journey to and from the surgery consisted of me alternating between, “It’s ok, A.” and “Hello, Miss E!”

Once at the surgery I got Miss E securely wrapped to my front…..oh how I love wraps….and took A inside.  We had to wait a little while, and the whole time I was so thankful I did not have to hold both the cat in his carrier(that was heavy enough with the use of two hands!!)and a wriggly toddler.  Miss E loved the animals, both in real life and on various posters.  We got the kitty sorted with a few injections and some medication to take with us, and we got him back home.  Once at home, the cat went outside and sulked on the patio.  He refused to look at me!  Thankfully, his owners had already decided to cut their vacation short due to rainy weather, so I don’t have to attempt getting tablets and a pro-biotic paste into the cat!

I’m pleased it’s all over and yet again, babywearing has saved the day!

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