Today April and I visited the vets… It was pawful! A visit from hell. April showed how much of a dog she is by wagging her tail and kissing everyone that said ciao to her, but I wasn’t as easily fooled.
April’s had diarrhoea and mum took her to the vets a few days ago in Rome. She even took them a stool sample! They said it was nothing to worry about and gave her some diegestive tablets and sent her away. Well yesterday we popped back to Milan (we weren’t supposed to, but we felt bad for dad coming back on his own for the week, so we all made the trip in the car), mum decided she should take both of us to the vet here.
She took the new vet another stool sample and it turns out April has a parasite which is causing her yucky bowel movements. She just needs some antibiotics and she’ll be fine. In the past two weeks she’s gained a kilo and a half and the vet is very happy with her overall.
When it was my turn mum explained that she was concerned about how much weight I’ve lost. (The vet in Rome said it was just due to the heat.) The vet here ventured where no other vet has dared to go and took my temperature, then she felt my abdomen. She asked mum if I’ve ever had any blood taken, which I haven’t, and if I drink a lot which I do… Well it’s super hot! The vet decided she wanted to take my blood to test it.
It was catastrophic!
I wasn’t just going to sit there and let them stab me! They insisted I wear something that looked like it came from the set of a Hannibal Lecter movie and they had three people plus my mum trying to restrain me! I got the better of them though… Until the vet insisted I needed to be sedated. Looking back now I feel a little bit guilty because it really upset my mum, but she wasn’t the one they were trying to stab – so hey!
The good news is my blood came back as purrfectly normal…. The bad news is I have to go back tomorrow with a stool sample because purrhaps I might have the same parasite that April has. I HATE the vets!
I hope your day was better than mine!