Sorry, I haven’t posted my news in months. I really wanted to give you an update just after Christmas when Moms and me had a Kwanza celebration. But, I was so pooped after the celebration (See me in this photo – I’m lying on the ground exhausted) and my Moms never got it together to help me write my post.
Then there was Valentine’s Day. I wanted to share with you my signature Valentine’s Day letter to my Moms. But, I’m over Valentine’s Day. I didn’t really celebrate it this year. And then there was the Women’s March on Washington. Moms had all these people over for the March, and I was going to tell you guys what happened – blow by blow. But, I never got around to it.
Last month, my Moms took me in to get my annual check up at the vet. Guys, I did so well. You would have been proud of me. I didn’t howl in the car or stand in my mother’s face blocking her view while she was driving. Nope. None of that. I sat quietly on the floor by my Moms feet until we arrived. In the vet’s office, I didn’t hiss or bite anyone. I saw the same vet I did a couple of years ago, and she told me I was such a sweet, well-behaved cat. I bet you didn’t think I could pull something like that off, did you? Impressive, huh?
Well, what prompted me to write now was my ER visit yesterday. Yes, Moms rushed me to the ER yesterday afternoon when I kept throwing up and my muscles froze up. I couldn’t move. My eyes glazed over, and I started hissing at my Moms when she picked me up. Guys, I was in pain. Luckily, my Moms was home when I had my episode.
I went to the same pet hospital in Anapolis my Moms took me to when Miss Sharon, my cat sitter said I might have blockage. Well, once we got there the vet took me into the medical room where my Moms wasn’t allowed. It’s private.
They took x-rays and gave me some anti-nausea medicine. The animal hospital wanted to do blood work but I didn’t let them. I was going to bite somebody if they did that to me. But, guys, the vet came out and shared the results of my x-ray tests with my Moms. What’s up with that? The vet said my stomach and intestines were clear, and my episode was probably due to not having my intense hairball food treatment like I like. You guys know I have ddigestive issues…
But, the vet said I had two different sized kidneys.
Isn’t that private information? Whatever happened to patient privacy? Why does my Moms need to know about that? This is embarrassing…
Moms and I were back home by 8 pm. (That’s my vet in the picture bringing me out from the medical room after my tests. I was knocked out.) We were so exhausted by the whole ordeal we spent all day Sunday resting. That’s why I have energy to my post.
Alfred after his tests
Now, I trust you guys aren’t going to go telling people about my different size kidneys. You’re my loyal fans so I can trust you – right? I mean I don’t what this kind of embarrassing stuff to get out…