Life with corona is different. Patch had a vet appointment. He needed blood drawn. First, he hates the car. And he promptly emptied his bladder while he was in the car. Great! He peed! We were prepared. He’s done it before. That’s not different. What is? This was a contactless visit to the vet. Someone came and took the crate and returned it after Patch was examined and tested. Colleen paid the bill over her cellphone via credit card. The bad news? I never knew what it cost for vet visits. Cash! It’s robbery. No wonder Colleen always handled payments without me knowing anything. And I was glad to be fat, dumb, and happy… till now. Don’t laugh, I never knew what school tuition was for either of my kids. Patch? He needed this visit. His feelings are clear enough. I think I just got the “evil eye.”
It’s been a good spring. We caught another superbloom. This time it was a field of yellow. It was not advertised so the only one to be there with me was Colleen and the veterinary tech at the vet office. The twins were in for shots.
Ray has been shaking his head. “Can you check his ears?” The vet took a swab. No ear mites. But there is bacteria and yeast. Treatment? Ok. I don’t know what it cost – plausible deniability. I was a surgeon. We wore gloves for surgery. There is bacteria on your skin. That would be a fact. And mold forms on food left in the fridge too long. So let me ask. Do you think there might be bacteria and yeast in a cat’s ear? I feel like a pediatrician who appeases the parent by prescribing an antibiotic for a viral cold. Not me. It was Colleen who asked the question.