Not only did the vet tell Mom that I needed to have soft (canned) food, but that I was to live a quiet life for the next ten days. Now if she meant I shouldn’t talk, that would not be an issue. I rarely share my thoughts out loud. I have trained Mom to read my mind. She does it with Dad and his aphasia all of the time. I don’t even purr out loud. I consider that a personal thing. No, Dr. Gray meant that I wasn’t to jump or run. When I first got home, I had such a sore throat and a headache all I wanted was a nice long nap. By the second day, of course I intended to jump up. How else could I see the world as a cat should? I didn’t have a case of the zoomies. I usually only run if Sophia decides to chase me. I’m happy to walk with a purpose. I am a male cat!

Dr. Gray also sent home a whole bag full of medicine. This presented an issue. I refuse to take pills and with the staples in my neck Mom can’t really be mean and hold the scruff of my neck. I also did not want her shove that nasty tasting antibiotic into my mouth. I really good at spitting that back at her. There is also the injections she needed to give me twice a day to reduce any pain. For that she asked for help from the cat lady next door. We got through that with only a bit of effort. After about 4 days, I saw the cat lady coming and decided to hid. Enough is enough. Mom did take me back to the vet’s office for a big shot of antibiotic. That hurt.

We still had to deal with the nasty canned food. Mom bought at least a dozen kinds. Yuck, yuck and more yuck. I know she had some kind of powder she was stirring into the food. She thought I didn’t like the powder. She finally tried some type with gravy. The powder mixed in just fine. I ate the gravy part and left the chunky part for Sophia. It isn’t that I can’t swallow the chunky part because I do eat my kibble. I just don’t like the taste. She really needs to just find something that is 99% gravy.

Now it is nap time as I wait to get these staples out of my neck and Mom waits for the pathologist report. That will determine how long I need to keep eating the gravy with the powder. Let’s hope it is only a few more days.