Poor Henry was exhausted after a day at the clinic. He received a thorough teeth cleaning and a daring shave.
When I weather a spate of sick cats as I did recently, I begin to exhibit hypochondria where their health is concerned.
As I was cuddling Henry the other day, I felt a bump on his chest that seemed like some sort of cyst. He was bundled off to Northshore Veterinary Hospital in short order.
Dr. Kim Barron is a kind and patient woman, and always takes me seriously even when my suspicions have no basis in fact.
There was the time I thought Charlie was choking on a piece of salmon. It turned out he was just coughing on a hairball. The salmon I suspected and tried to pull out was actually his tongue. Thankfully it was slippery, so I didn’t get a firm grip.
Kim gave Henry a detailed once-over looking for cysts, even shaving him down in places for a closer examination.
When he was handed back to me with his nipples bare and boldly on display, I realized that must have been the cyst I thought I’d found.
Good thing it isn’t bikini season just yet.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
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