Year 3 - Day 148 - May 27

This is the cat's newest medicine. It's some kind of syrupy goo that I have to squirt into his mouth with a needle free syringe. He doesn't love it, but it's faster than the previous goop that I had to rub onto his face. Plus with this stuff, he can't rub it all over the floor and bed. The old gel was supposed to be rubbed around his mouth and then the idea was that he would lick it off. NOT. He quickly learned that if he rubbed his face in the comforter or on the carpet, it came off and he didn't have to taste it. That wasn't going to fly, so here we are with new stuff. It works though, so I'm willing to deal with the hassle! He was so much easier of a pet before he had the stupid reaction to the rabies shot. Ever since then, it's been one thing after another. He seems content with his life as long as I am not holding him down and squirting liquid into his mouth though, so I guess he's ok in general. Just a lot more work than before!

Year 2 - Day 271 - September 29

Something is wrong with my cat again. Let's just say it involved using the Little Green Clean Machine on multiple places in the house before leaving for school this morning. Seeing as how I leave at 6:45am, it was a busy morning. Now I have to try to get him into the vet this afternoon...I have spent more time and $ at the vet since April of this year than the rest of my life put together ... and I've had a cat for approximately 31 of the 32 years of my life!

Year 2 - Day 130 - May 11

Another day, another vet visit.  Moose had a bad reaction to a vaccine he got on Easter Weekend.  We’re on our 2nd round of antibiotics and he’s had 2 shots to try to calm the reaction down, too.  He even lost a pound – he’s down to a skinny 14.8 pounds. ;)

Year 2 - Day 116 - April 27

We took a trip to the vet today for the 2nd time in less than a week.  (This breaks our previous record of 2 times in 4 years.)  Since he's an indoor cat, I honestly just don't worry about it.  I found a lump on his neck recently and had it checked out last week.  The doc wasn't concerned, but updated his rabies shot while we were there.  Ever since he got the shot, he's been messing with the injection site & pulling out his fur in a larger and larger splotch, so today they asked me to bring him back.  I think he now knows the word "cage" because when I said to the girl on the phone that we'd be there as soon as I got him in the cage, he BOLTED.  It was pretty comical.  Luckily Mike had just gotten home from work and participated in the catching.  He would not come out of the cage once we were there, either.  He tried all kinds of acrobatics to keep himself in there. The trauma the vet & I inflicted upon him, coupled with a nose to nose meeting with a hyper pitbull mix who wanted to be Moose's best friend pretty much added up to the worst day of the poor cat's life.