Goth tribulations
We had to chase Didi down this morning to stuff her in the cat carrier to go to the vet to get her teeth cleaned. She gets real creative about hiding.
Dream is spared the unhappiness this time, but he gets some unhappiness all his very own in a couple of weeks. His heart murmur has gotten so bad that it’s really worrying the vets. We had him checked for hyperthyroidism, but that doesn’t seem to be the problem. So it’s an echocardiogram for him, and the less said about the expense, the better.
It could be nothing. Or it could be not-nothing, and in the latter case, I would appreciate any thoughts you can spare for a skinny little black cat who’s polite to everybody. We’re pretty heartsick ourselves.