I'm feeling so much better this week. Mama and Papa are equally feeling good about not seeing any more pee in the couch ALL WEEK! Imagine that! I see mama bang her head on the wall on more than one occasion this week regretting that she didn't pick up on my distress signal - i.e. peeing on the couch - quickly.
Anyway, I know the peeps bury my antibiotics in a mound of delicious tuna 2x a day. I eat with gusto even though I know the bitter pill is there, but it's for my own good and because of that I am peeing even better. Mama is even noticing I've been eating on my bowl on top of papa's dresser. It's weird kitties, but we have bowls all over the house.
I heard mama tell papa that she found a regular vet for me. In the past, I've been seeing the vets at Banfield which is inside the PetSmart store, but the peeps are not really happy with the service and the care they give out there so she Yelped and Googled her way into searching for the vet for me. Hopefully, this one that I'm going to see on Caturday is loving and caring and would have my best interest at heart.
Paws crossed that I don't need surgery for the stones that the emergency hospital vet told me I have. Please keep purring for me.
Head butts y'all!