Saturday, March 15, 2014
Toby on Sunday
Mom took me to the Stabby Place yesterday. AGAIN. It was pretty awful. Many big, noisy woofies, smelly, and the people weren't so nice really. They violated my dignity, and DIDN'T CLEAN ME UP. Mom is really upset about that part.
I was the most miserable I have ever been by the time I made it home. I stayed in my mancat cave for several hours. I'm a lot better now. Mom cleaned me with some wipes, and eventually I started grooming myself, so I smell pretty good now. And then I wanted tons of attention.
The vet put me on Laxatone twice daily for two months. They took xrays again but found no sign of megacolon or obstructions. For some reason the water just keeps getting sucked out of my... umm... I don't want to meow this in mixed company... that stuff.
I really hope this works. I'm becoming a bit traumatized over the PTU, the car ride, the Stabby Place.
Mom is also unhappy that the Stabby Place lady from last time never thought about prevention. She says this episode probably could have been avoided.