Friday, January 20, 2017

Poor D

Diego-san still isn't feeling well. He's skipped a few meals and thrown up a few meals. A return trip to the vet is likely in the cards unless he shows improvement today...

Thursday, January 19, 2017

No Secrets

Theo doesn't mind I'm posting this picture of what some might consider a private act. At least I don't think he minds (given he likely doesn't understand the scope of the Internet).

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Paw'd

When he sits on my lap, occasionally Thompson likes to paw at my face. I don't know if he's checking to see if I'm still breathing or what...

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

Monday, January 16, 2017

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Playmate

Theo was disappointed when I told him, no, I wasn't going to get a puppy for him to play with.

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Not Happy, Not at All

Yesterday morning Diego-san skipped his breakfast. This is a very unusual thing for him to do, so I called the vet and got an appointment for both he and Thompson (who was due to have his thyroid tested). The appointment was after work so when I got home I fed the boyz. This time Diego-san ate his entire meal.

Still, I decided it wouldn't hurt to have the vet take a look. So without much warning I loaded Diego-san into his carrier and Thompson too. It was really cold outside so I got to hear some cries of displeasure as we walked out to the car. Once in the car Thompson howled away, a combination growl and wail. Diego-san quietly meowed.

Thompson continued voicing his displeasure as we entered the building all the way through when they took him in back to withdraw blood. I could hear him howl even as Diego-san and I were directed to an examination room. I pointed out the recent scratch on Diego-san's back and the vet took his temperature saying it was a little warm but not that much out of the ordinary. She told me to keep an eye on him and bring him back in the morning if I was still concerned.  He seems fine now.

She told me Thompson has small veins so they had some trouble withdrawing blood.  Poor guy. He was pretty quiet on the drive back home...