It's been 9 months since we took Star into our home!
I thought it was time to take her to the vet and have a
checkup. Even though she's put on a nice amount of weight,
I suspected a bad tooth and her eyes still get weepy.
She needed her back claws trimmed and wasn't about to let
us touch them! So off we went today for a visit.
Well! Let me just say that in all my 26 years of taking
pets to the vet have I EVER experienced anything like this trip!
This girl may be old, but she still has some fight in her!
She threw up and pooped on the way, while we were there, and on
the way home. She screeched, hissed, bit and wrestled me and the
vet! She ended up getting a pedicure, drops for her eyes, and had a
tooth extracted. He said she was about 12-14 years old and was
interested in hearing her story of how she came to be with us.
After fattening her up for 9 months she now weighs 7 lbs, so
you can imagine how thin she once was!
We both arrived home covered in vomit, poo, blood, and fur.
I gave her a bath, washed out the carrier, stripped down myself
and everything went into the washer. Whew!
On the bright side, I think she already feels better with
that tooth out and she doesn't seem to be holding any grudges.
haha...maybe she's just grateful I brought her back home.
I'm sure she thought she was being taken away for good.
She gave me a kiss on the forehead, so I think I'm forgiven.