Cat was at the vets 24 hours. They kept on telling me "stories" about how he was having his untrasound "now". Four times from 1 pm to 10 pm! Talk about stress! They weren't really honest on the cost at the first vet. I will talk to them Monday. Maybe. I see they did knock the price down $100 so I guess I'll let it go. Probably not worth it. I politely chewed out the doctor for their communications skills last night and he apologized and I suggested he get his staff some training on how to phrase things better and not be a bunch of da**ed liars in the meantime. Later one of the staff members told me some folks had the police called on them. Was it the service or the bill?
Kitty is toast. Maybe in a few days, weeks, maybe even a few months, but toast. All four of my cats are terminal. The cat I took in, Smoke the Magnificent is the one who just turned 19! I had his birthday off by a few weeks! Well, we're having a party for him tomorrow. He is eating like a hog. On pain meds for tooth and antibiotics. They will NOT pull it. One is a gel for me to put in his mouth. I came so close to driving down there close to midnight last night, to chew them out and retrieve my cat, in the dark, and in the rain and thunderstorms and screaming at them, well, it was close, and I've never done any such thing, but when you're older you realize how little time you have left and don't want to put up with garbage anymore - but the Holy Spirit told me "no". So I pulled the truck back in the driveway. My hair was on fire. Not literally. It was the not telling of the whole truth that did me in. Today I went digging 85 miles away with my local club and found a brass rivet. Nothing else. But I liked to ride. All true. You can't make this up. Plus someone trespassed on my farm property so it is off limits till the property owners and I say otherwise. Maybe forever. FOUR gold coins and dozens of silvers have come out of it. I still have permission, but...
