Or he will start having trouble with the one he owns. I think maybe. I am not sure of the role synchronicity plays in such events but conclude I should err on the side of caution.
We had a couple of large pieces of furniture leaving the house by the cellar door, so Torvald, who is usually confined there when he needs to be behind a door, had to come up to my room with his box and his buddy Aggie. I was showering and towelling when I noticed him getting into the box for a second and third time in ten minutes. This is never good, so I tottered over in my towel and knelt down to peer owlishly at what he had left, which was a squirt of something about the color of raspberry juice.
This is the sort of thing that always happens when you have strangers in the house, no clothes on (the Engineer was supervising) and a client on the way.
The client was a peach. She insisted on rescheduling and driving home so I could get the kitty to the clinic. Three days and a painful Visa bill later (before indemnification; I actually have insurance on my cats, which makes me ashamed sometimes when I think that people in this country still don’t have medical coverage), what we know is that there is a large glob in his bladder that appears to be a blood clot gummed onto a bladder stone, but both may break up, if we can give it time and get a painkiller into him for three evenings running. Do we remember that this is the cat that nearly bit my face off?
But amazingly, he is being the sweetest little creampuff ever. The vet’s discharge notes even say “Torvald was very good for his ultrasound.” Here I was warning everyone at the clinic to wear their hockey masks. Every time he sees me he throws himself to the floor and rolls about, inviting a chest rub. This morning he assisted me with the laundry, at one point assuming his famed Swastikat Pose.
It looks awkward, but it’s how he relaxes.
Either a day at the vet, being fluid-infused, injected, ultrasounded and urine-sampled, gave him a kinky taste for human attention, or made him appreciate the joys of life at home. Not sure which.
News as I get it.