You may not know it, but I have two cats. The one that’s on the blog so much is Fat Kitty and that’s because whenever I am home, he is glued to my side at all times. Maya, on the other hand, is a skittish, shy, quiet little girl that prefers to hide under the bed whenever we are around!
Thursday morning, Michael and I got up early to chase Maya all over the house to try and catch her. Michael took her to the vet Thursday morning to get her teeth cleaned and to have a chipped tooth looked at. It’s been chipped for about 2 years but she was eating so I thought she was fine. She didn’t seem to be struggling to eat the dry food so I figured the tooth wasn’t bothering her and the vet wasn’t overly concerned at her check-ups. I watched her eat for signs that she was struggling or in pain and she didn’t seem bothered.
They put her under and cleaned her teeth, got her x-rayed and checked the tooth. They said when she was under anesthesia they tested the tooth for hot/cold sensitivity and she flinched! Under anesthesia! So that meant the tooth WAS infected. They also found the start of another tooth having issues. They ended up pulling two teeth. 🙁 My poor baby! She has to be on pain meds for a week and eat wet food for awhile.
I feel so bad that she’s probably been in pain with that tooth. I’m now thinking that she’s been eating the dry food on the other side of her mouth (the side that doesn’t hurt). I feed them both mainly dry food and it honestly didn’t look like she was struggling. I’m such a bad mom!
When I got home from work I held her and gave her lots of loves (and lots of apologies!). I’m kind of glad that Michael is home and around to watch her while she heals from this.
I walked in the door and saw Fat Kitty perched on the kitchen counter like a gargoyle. That meant Maya was under the dining room table. He jumped down and started hissing violently at her. This is not the norm! But it happens when one of them goes to the vet. I think they must smell differently? And that freaks the kitties out. So basically all night was spent keeping Fat Kitty away from Maya because he would just hiss at her.
Michael and I have to chase her twice a day to give her the medicine. She is NOT having any of it! I keep telling Maya it will make her feel good but yeah…she’s a cat. She rolls up into a ball like a potato bug and refuses to open her mouth.
It took some time but we managed to give her the medicine. Then she gets locked in the bathroom with the wet food because she can’t eat dry food for two weeks. My poor baby girl!!
My evening was spent chasing Maya, giving her medicine, calming down Fat Kitty, and finally sitting down to dinner and one TV show. Exhausted!
QUESTION: Have you been through this with your pet? Tips?