Took my cat to the vet.

What notable things happened today?

Not this cat, the other one!

Inoculations time. Luckily I managed to get my cat in his carrier without a fight. I took him in the car, I always secure the carrier with the seat belt in the car because you never know what will happen if someone hits your car.

I struggled in through the door then the vet came and carried my cat box from the waiting room into the examination room. After a quick check up where the cat wanted to scramble back into the carrier, he got his injection of vaccine and the vet carried him back to the car (a lot of carrying went on in this tale). We drove back home and the cat didn’t make a sound. Home again and he was out of the basket like a shot, happy to be back.

2 cats

Sharing the settee, two cats, relaxed and sleeping. They do tend to hang up on their sister though. So she sleeps upstairs and these two snuggle down on the crocheted blanket.

The big cat has started snoring. The middle one sleeps quietly. The third,, small one, hopped up the stairs a few minutes ago. The house is settling down for the night.

Where is he?

One of my cats has gone missing, he’s an older cat with a heart murmur. I keep calling and whistling him but he hasn’t come back since last night.

He’s done it before, about five years ago he disappeared for 10 days. He got out through a window (he used to be an indoor cat). He must have got lost. I think he was shut in a garage or shed while someone was on holiday, it looked like he had tried to dig his way out, his paws and nose were filthy.

Now? It was a warm night, he might have found somewhere cool to sleep. I’m going to have to go round the garden and see if I can find him. I hope he’s OK.

Old cat sketch

One of our cats from thirty years ago. Drawing in biro. He lived until he was about 17. He was a lovely quiet cat and I remember him and his sister were sweet. His mum came to us, as a pregnant stray. She was very intelligent and liked riding on my shoulders but her son didn’t do that. But he was still clever and would always come when I called or whistled him. He used to sneak into my neighbours house through their cat flap and he came home once with a huge steak in his mouth, growling when I took it off him. I never dared tell my friends what he had done!

Happiness?

Looking at these kittens from 7 years ago cheers me up. The sun is shining, there is a nice film on the TV. But I really feel down and anxious. I want to talk to someone, but everyone has their own lives to lead and I don’t want to bother them. I could ring up but my phone is on the blink. I talk but the person at the other end can’t hear me although I can hear them. I feel like it’s a metaphor (is that the right word?) for my life, frustrated and worried. Will things ever be good again? Will I find a modicum of happiness? I don’t know.