CATS ON TUESDAY
As Lisa continued to wake me up several times during the night with her yowling, I finally took her to the vet.
it had been quite a long time, but she knew immediately what this gridded thing meant and tried to hide. Finally I got her in.
She was quite good in the car and only meowed a little. I didn't need ear plugs.
This is my vet since many years she checked Lisa from top to bottom. Everything was fine. Her fur, her weight, her eyes and ears. I was already relieved. When I told her how Lisa behaves and about her yowling every night, she told me that Lisa has a sort of depression like elderly people can get too. It was a long word with something neuro ... (in french of course) and that she needs to take medication for that. She gave this little plastic bottle and told me to give her half a pill per day. (Now you can imagine what it means giving a cat a pill !)
On the way back I let Lisa out of the cage and she sat on the backseat and looked out of the window. As soon as she heard our garage door and I had opened the car she jumped out and ran upstairs into the living room. Here I showed her her pills and suggested to take one !
As usual cats never do what they are asked for and after this agitated morning Lisa retired on her favourite place (for the moment) in Mr. Gattino's office on the sofa.
Curiously she is quite good when we give her the pill. I held her and Mr. Gattino opens her mouth and throws the pill in. She seems to accept this procedure, doesn't struggle too much and doesn't scratch either.
Now it's 4 days she gets this pill and it is far better ! She only wakes me up one or two times instead of 4 or 5 and seems to sleep and feel better. In one months I have to return to see her progresses.
My friends are teasing me now and say that I became very posh ! I live in Waterloo and have a depressed cat ! Because Waterloo has become a sort of "Beverly Hills" of Brussels since a few years and only posh people live here !
Little Rosie found a little bag which was in the bottle, stole it and was playing around with it.
And she still gathers her mousies around the food bowls. Do you think I have to take her to a psychiatrist ? (Hehe !)
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