Wednesday, December 1, 2010

A Trip to the Vet

Scarlett went to the vet last night for a couple of vaccines. I managed to ambush her and get her into the carrier, but she was not a happy camper about it. Melly minded less, but both of them meowed (well, Melly squeaked) all the way to the vet.


When we got to the vet, Melly met some of the Humane Society kitties in the waiting room. She got a little hissy, but the other cats were very interested in her.


When we got into the exam room, we let Melly out of the carrier. She scampered about happily, exploring the room. Scarlett refused to come out of her carrier and, amid much screeching, was unceremoniously dumped onto the scale by the vet tech. Most likely due to the kitten food, Scarlett has gained some weight and is now up to 12.4 pounds! Melly is weighing in at a comparatively dainty 11.4 pounds.


After the vet tech left the room to get Dr. Warren, Scarlett relaxed a little bit.


Melly continued checking out the room, and hopped up onto the counter briefly to see what Scarlett was up to, which was making herself as tiny as possible and growling intermittently.


While Scarlett was checked out out by the vet, she had to be held down by the tech, who was wearing huge gauntlets, and wrapped tightly in a towel. She screeched and howled through the whole process, tongue out and ears flattened back. After a while, Melly hid in her carrier and tried to escape from the noise.



I was going to have a senior wellness checkup done for Scarlett, but she was only in the back room (where they take the samples) for a moment before the squalling started. The vet tech brought her back up in her carrier a few minutes later. Scarlett grumbled and hissed in her carrier until Geoff took her to the car.

The end result of all this was that Scarlett is healthy, as far as she allowed the vet to tell. And she'll need to be sedated for any further examination.

Although I expected Scarlett to hold a grudge after the evening's adventures, she only skulked about the apartment briefly when we got home and was soon back to her usual sweet and purry self.

17 comments:

Rene said...

Oh, Scarlett, you just don't want to be bothered by those medical people, do you? If it's any help, I've found it's easier on the cats if you ask them to perform things in the exam room (such as blood draws) instead of taking them "in back." You can pet and talk to her.

You are so lucky that both of them can be out at the same time in the exam room! I need to bring one out at a time because otherwise chaos (with Tucker) will erupt.

Love the photo of Scarlett on the scale. She looks like she is literally tipping the scale!

Anonymous said...

This sounds like so many vet trips I've taken...funnier when it is happening to someone else, though.

Cat said...

I always think how hard it is to get them into the carriers at home to go to the vet. But then in the exam room when they are finished and hold the carrier door open they practically RUN back in - LOL! Glad there were no lasting hard feelings :-)

urbandecaydance said...

Tux hates the carrier with a passion and the vet's but he HAS had a bad experience with it. Surgery, Surgery, Pokes, Proddings, Blood Draws, for like three months!

Moon won't get in the carrier without being burrito'd and shoved in. And Havelock? Walks right in. Oy! Kitties are silly things!

Kea said...

Way to go, Scarlett! Annie is the same way, takes at least two vet techs to manage her and oh, the noises she makes!

Well done to both of you and we're glad you're healthy!

Sammy and Andy said...

Oh, dear, poor Scarlett.........but we are happy to hear it didn't take her long to come out of it after she got home.....vet trips can be so unsettling!!!!!!!!!! Sammy is a handful to take to the vet....he gets very growly and aggressive to anyone that comes near him!!!!!!!!

We're happy to hear that you are both healthy.

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Anonymous said...

One of mine has drawn substantial blood at vet appointments, so this seems to have gone quite well! It's so sad to see them sedated, though...it's like drunk kitty syndrome.

Cynthia M. Suprenant said...

It's definitely much funnier to hear the tales of someone else's vet travails than to experience your own. I favored fireplaces gloves with my 24 pounder, "Bumper", may he RIP. They still talk about him at my veterinarian in respectful tones!

Both the kitties look wonderful!!! Shiny and healthy and full of opinions.

Tanya Sloan said...

Wow, 11 pounds! And she's not "full grown" yet either! Maybe she'll be like this when she is- http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p7jOcftpxug/TOsZUDu5xfI/AAAAAAAAOPg/hNYqMVEwn8I/s400/mainecoon.jpg

:):):):)

Anonymous said...

I agree with Rene, I like for things to be done in the room, not out back. I get to ask what they're doing, and I think my cat feels safer staying in one room with me than being shuffled around to yet another strange place. On the bright side, mine sheds so much fur during the exam that it really cleans out the old coat, making less hairball potential.

Ayla and Iza, said...

When we are taken to the Vet, we are utterly quiet an dont cause anny trouble. We are too scairt to make a fuss...

catonsvillecats said...

I have one like that... she is the sweetest and most tolerant at home, but has an orange CAUTION sticker on her chart at the vet... She was fine when spayed as a youngster, but had to go back a few months later because her spay incision ended up with a hernia. Maybe the addition of insult to injury was all she could take.

Sue said...

A trick that sometimes works for kitties not happy about getting in a crate (hard-sided), is to tip it on end with the open door facing up, try to gently scruff the kitty, and supporting it's hind end lift it up and lower it into the crate bottom first.

This works with some pretty crabby shelter kitties. It also works to get them out.

Sometimes.

Anonymous said...

Good idea, Sue! I always put my crate on the edge of a counter (bathroom/kitchen), so when I feed the cat into it face first, there's nowhere for them to go but in bc there's no other place for their feet to go...

Mo of the North Georgia Manxes said...

I have taken a few swipes at my vet-man. Mom says they have me labeled as a problem child with anger issues. She also says I should have been named Cartman.

Whatever.

Sylvestermiasmomma said...

Melly is going to be a big kitteh...11lbs already! Poor Scarlett. My Sylvester hates going to the Vet but once he is there he wants to explore. Mia hates the vet and you have to peel her out of the carrier once she is at the vet.

Marlene said...

My Q was like Scarlett too! He was my darling boy, but at the vet's, he had all the techs afraid for their arms and hands. Even when he was being helped across the Bridge, he still had the vet staff wary. Ah, we love our kitties, don't we!