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So, Narly (our younger cat) had to have five teeth out this week; I'm going to have to make sure we're frugal for at least the rest of the year to pay that off. I think we might be off to a good start, given that Andrew hadn't been feeling too well the last couple of weeks (I think part of it was worry over Narly), so we haven't been going out.
Narly, meanwhile, seems to be recovering just fine, and doesn't hold a grudge against us; I hope he keeps his patience in the face of the antibiotic pills I have to give him for the next while. The painkiller is in liquid form, so i just squirt a dose down his throat.
Carter, OTOH, keeps hissing at him, because he looks like Narly but doesn't smell right and he thinks he's some kind of alien imposter. To be fair, even I can tell Narly smells like the vet -- when i cuddle him I get a faint whiff of disinfectant.
Narly, meanwhile, seems to be recovering just fine, and doesn't hold a grudge against us; I hope he keeps his patience in the face of the antibiotic pills I have to give him for the next while. The painkiller is in liquid form, so i just squirt a dose down his throat.
Carter, OTOH, keeps hissing at him, because he looks like Narly but doesn't smell right and he thinks he's some kind of alien imposter. To be fair, even I can tell Narly smells like the vet -- when i cuddle him I get a faint whiff of disinfectant.
