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George’s diagnosis at the vet #ragdoll #cat

George’s diagnosis at the vet #ragdoll #cat



George’s diagnosis at the vet #ragdoll #cat

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  1. I once rushed my first cat to the vet after she went outside the box and generally seemed distressed. When I arrived I thought for sure she was seriously ill. The vet examined her carefully and found one flea. Never had I been so happy to pay so much money over almost nothing. XD

  3. Mother, I, Sir George de Pantaloons, it's beneath me to release gas indiscriminately – what would our neighbors say. By the way Mother, why haven't you acquired for me that special closet I asked for?

  6. But why 700? Did he have an MRT? In Germany a short consultation would cost about 35 euro 😮 Prices for vets are regulated. I paid this for a vaccination. This includes the examination of the ears, the mouth, the abdomen…

  7. 700!? Vets are crooks god damn if my cats get sick i guess I'll just put em down since I'm just a sad peasant who can't afford that astronomical price

  11. Your lovely companion is your greatest gift from the universe, thank you for careing for him. I remember when a US Naval Lieutenant was at my home one afternoon, his wife & children had returned to Texas from Washington & he was feeling more than a bit lonely. Our cat a wise old Italian street cat, came & sniffed at him, laid down in his lap & proceeded to rip one on him.
    After a moment of pure shock that got through his noon time "buzz" very quickly. The young man asked incredulously if cats could fart. When I explained that it was not uncommon for all mammals to be able too. And that in the wild most used it to great effect when feeling threatened, he looked at his glass of something he had brought with him & put it down to remove the cat, she put her claws into his jeans & refused to move. He pet & stroked her for awile with a totally bewildered look on his face, finally about half an hour passed & she stood up sniffed at the glass & made a face at him that looked very much like disgust before getting off his lap & laying down next to him on the couch to take a bath.
    As soon as she moved & was settled he gently got up & took his glass to the kitchen to dump the contents down the drain & rinse it out.
    As he did so the cat stopped what she was doing & looked at me for the longest time.
    When he returned to the living room he kept looking at the cat & finally sat down next to her again, she laid her old head in his lap and purred. Something had passed between them, something simple & profound. We always knew Lela was not a cat who liked ppl who drank, since we did not she had allowed us to keep her & bring her back to the US. She'd had plenty of chances to leave when ever she wanted but she'd chosen us to stay with me & leave the streets.
    In that 1 random afternoon, I think she gave that young man more of a wakeup call than he'd had in a long time.
    He needed his wife and children to keep him whole, or he'd have fallen down a very lonely rabbit hole.
    Thankfully, he soon relized this & what might have fallen apart and become another sad statistic due to his job, slipped back together because he saw a cat's fart as a judgement on his coping habits, that had begun to tear his made family apart.
    He had good insticts, but it took my old Italian street cat to knock his problem on the edge off of the table & show him how he was acting towards his family, friends & well-wishers.
    I have often wished I had her with me still, since that day in 1982, she passed too soon after, she had a kindness & gentleness of a true aristocrat of her species & kind.
    Love you little girl wait for me near the rainbow bridge I will see & hold you again.

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