WAFFLES: So Boss, is it your fault that we're going to the vet again?
KATIE: I didn't do anything. Don't try and pin this on ME, Waffles.
WAFFLES: But Glogirly says I'm a ride-along. That means YOU'RE going to the vet.
KATIE: Yeah well If I'M going to the vet, how come YOU'RE sitting in the seat next to me?
*2 hours later, back at the Townhouse...*
WAFFLES: Wow, Boss. Your Sleepypod really smells.
KATIE: Yeah Waffles... I wouldn't talk.
Hello Again, My Vet ♫♩
Our friends that have been with us for awhile know that Katie is being treated for IBD, Inflammatory Bowel Disease. She's been doing SO great on her whole food diet. It's made all the difference for her. She's feeling so much better - enjoying eating, enjoying affection, playing... enjoying life.
But not everyday is all sunshine and rainbows. Every once in awhile her symptoms will flare up, which for her means vomiting. It doesn't happen often... in fact the last flare up she had was about 4 months ago which was the longest time she'd gone without any problems at all. But when her breakfast didn't stay down and neither did a few treats, Glogirly knew she needed a little help.
Some cats with IBD take a daily steroid to help with inflammation in their GI tract. Fortunately Katie takes one only occasionally, whenever she has a flare up. Just to be on the safe side, Katie saw her regular vet to make sure everything was ok and there wasn't anything else we were missing.
Despite her disdain for the clinic and staff (she's got a reputation to uphold) Katie did so well. She allowed the doctor to fully examine her and she's in great health. Perfect weight (9.5 pounds), healthy vital signs and the silkiest coat of any cat her vet has ever touched. Katie and Dr. Karlin have a special agreement about taking temperatures too. They've agreed it's just not going to happen.
Katie will be taking just a little bit of Prednisolone (a steroid) for a few days. She had one dose at the clinic and no trouble with her dinner when we got home.
Waffles– Along for the Ride
As for Waffles, he did great as a ride-along. He comes with every time, even when he doesn't need to see the vet, because he's not too fond of how Katie smells when she comes home from the vet. (It's an actual thing and is called Displacement Aggression) Bringing them both means that any strange vet-smell is on both of them.
In case you missed it, we did an article on Displacement Aggression last November:
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