Tuesday is Vet Day

This is getting to be a habit: Get up Tuesday, take an animal to the vet, spend $100. My Economic Stimulus Payment is all going to the kitty doctor.

Chester apparently has a bacterical skin infection. I thought the owies on his head were from getting into cat fights, so I made him start staying in until we can do something about the ferals. Next, he started scratching around his collar. I thought it was irritating him, so I took it off. Last night I picked him up and he'd literally scratched his temples and his neck 'til he was raw. Poor Chester!

So bright & early I called the vet. "Hi, Kim," I said when the vet tech answered. "Hi, Annie," she responded. Now, how many of you can claim that your veterinarian recognizes your voice when you call? Of course I don't know that this is necessarily a good thing.

Chester has meddies, just like Bitsy, who visited the vet last week. Next week, I don't want to see the vet. Nothing personal, ya know.