They did all kinds of tests. Did you know I weigh 5.5 pounds already? Yet, I am very slender, snake-like and small. I have a little virus it seems, so they gave Ms. C some medicine for that, and a tooth-brush (but I thought my cat-breath is beautiful....!), and some other things. They want me to go back in a week and a half for another check up, to make sure my sneezing is not worse.
Next month I am going to be "fixed." So Ms. C says. I pretty much thought I was perfect already, like they say: "If it ain't broke, don't fix it!" Ms. C keeps telling me that if I do this, I'll be a much happier grown-up cat. I kind of trust her. I stayed right next to her and curled up against her at the Vet's, and she kept me safe.
Now I am home, and as you can see, I got right into Mr. R's chair where I also feel safe:
By the time Ms. C finishes typing this for me, I will be fast asleep:
Until tomorrow, my friends. Ms. C says she will not harass me with the camera any more today because I have "been through enough!" Maybe we will just nap together!