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Blogcutter's Impractical Cats Part 2
Jul. 26th, 2015 03:59 pmNOTE: If you want to read this story in chronological order, you will probably need to scroll down for Part 1.
The last episode ended with my visit to the clinic and a prescription which went unneeded and unfilled. Fast forward to Monday, June 22, when I took a phone call from a man at Ottawa Public Health. I explained what had happened. He seemed pretty reasonable and said he would need to see the cat ten days after the bite occurred, just to make sure she was alive and well and hadn't succumbed to rabies. Where would the examination take place, I asked? He would swing by our place, see the cat and be on his way.
Oh.
The trouble was, the cats had not yet been transported to our place. The plan had been to do that AFTER Albert's little orchidectomy. I had to make a split-second decision. Did I set up an appointment for him to come to our place, and count on smuggling one or both cats over here in time for the appointment? Or did I fess up and tell him that Victoria was still over at my mother-in-law's house?
I decided to be honest and hope for the best. We made an appointment for him to meet us over there the morning of June 29.
As he had promised, it was quick and painless. We showed him the cat and the vaccination records. He said he had the information he needed to file his report and he left. He told us that he was in fact only on contract to the City of Ottawa and his term was nearly up. But it seems city hall was satisfied because we've heard no more about it. I don't know if anyone reported back to the veterinary hospital.
Victoria was on her best behaviour, back to being her sweet, affectionate self. I'm just glad it wasn't Albert who bit me, since he was cowering under the china cabinet the whole time, hissing and snarling and gnashing his teeth at anyone who dared to come near him!
IN THE NEXT EXCITING EPISODE... we relocate both cats to our place, in preparation for Albert's scheduled neutering and dentistry.
The last episode ended with my visit to the clinic and a prescription which went unneeded and unfilled. Fast forward to Monday, June 22, when I took a phone call from a man at Ottawa Public Health. I explained what had happened. He seemed pretty reasonable and said he would need to see the cat ten days after the bite occurred, just to make sure she was alive and well and hadn't succumbed to rabies. Where would the examination take place, I asked? He would swing by our place, see the cat and be on his way.
Oh.
The trouble was, the cats had not yet been transported to our place. The plan had been to do that AFTER Albert's little orchidectomy. I had to make a split-second decision. Did I set up an appointment for him to come to our place, and count on smuggling one or both cats over here in time for the appointment? Or did I fess up and tell him that Victoria was still over at my mother-in-law's house?
I decided to be honest and hope for the best. We made an appointment for him to meet us over there the morning of June 29.
As he had promised, it was quick and painless. We showed him the cat and the vaccination records. He said he had the information he needed to file his report and he left. He told us that he was in fact only on contract to the City of Ottawa and his term was nearly up. But it seems city hall was satisfied because we've heard no more about it. I don't know if anyone reported back to the veterinary hospital.
Victoria was on her best behaviour, back to being her sweet, affectionate self. I'm just glad it wasn't Albert who bit me, since he was cowering under the china cabinet the whole time, hissing and snarling and gnashing his teeth at anyone who dared to come near him!
IN THE NEXT EXCITING EPISODE... we relocate both cats to our place, in preparation for Albert's scheduled neutering and dentistry.
