I would have LOVED to have spent yesterday lolliing around after Thursday's awful root canal adventure. It's sure nice not to have the toothache anymore but, man...what an ordeal. The stuff they shove in your mouth. The machines they hook up to you to do the 3D printing. It was nothing like the root canals I have had done in the past. Anyway.....at 9 am this guy was supposed to go get his mite check and meds but he wouldn't go. He's too smart and too strong to get in the cage even though I'd been practicing with him for two weeks. When he gets dug in somewhere, he gets dug in. It's like wrestling Edward Scissorhands. I'm not really worried about him having mites anyway. He never goes out. Never socializes with the other cats and spends most of his time hiding somewhere in the house where we are not.
Not to waste the appointment, we threw this one who is an indoor/outdoor kitty in the carrier instead and hoped for the best. It was his mite meds that we had used up on all the bigger indoor cats during the Big Itch and last week the vet said we couldn't have anymore until March even though SHE was the one who told us to use up his meds on the other cats rather than bring them in for treatment. Happily we saw another vet who was more than happy to give us a Revolution refill to last until his year anniversary in March. That was another $500 in vet bills. It never ends.
While we had cats on the brain we decided to stop by Walmart and get all the pillows we use to insulate the kitty huts in the winter. I sew them together at the top and make a tent like thing out of them. Then we stick an electric platform in the middle that we turn on at nights or when it's below freezing in the daytime.
When we got home we suited and gloved up and cleaned out the huts. I had cleaned them out a few weeks ago and put them up close to the house where the outdoor kitties eat so they can get used to seeing them again. I had put a quilted pad and a towel in each for the chilly nights. I needed to see if they had gotten wet during Ian's visit. They were all dry but obviously well used. I had to take out all the pads and give them a good wash and hang them in the sun to dry. Then I had to give myself a good washing because....ick. After what we went through last spring, there is no such thing as being too cautious.
By 2 O'Clock The Mister and I were done in. So done in we had a wee nip. It was so nice to be able to have a cold drink again without my tooth reminding me that it was not happy. The only thing that is hurting right now is my jaw. Two hours of having your mouth propped open with some weird doo hickey was not a lot of fun.