I had to take my kitten to the vet the other day. She's sick -- or she was, anyway. Because we actually took her to the vet, they gave her medicine, and hopefully, she'll be all better soon.
Anyway, they had to give her a shot of medicine. As in an actual shot. And I was very sad. It made me cringe, and I wanted nothing more than to tell them to stop that, not to stick my pretty kitty with that awful needle, and to give her here to me right this instant. I was very sad and very nervous -- namely because I was scared that Cleo was going to turn around and bite the vet. That's what I would have done if I were her. But, I'm not her nor a cat, so that wouldn't have happened anyway.
But I was proud of her, too. She was a very good girl, Cleo was. Although, she had her tail between her legs most of the time and scared out of her wits, but she was a good girl nonetheless.
And I thought that the people there at the vet were very friendly. They were very affable and sweet to Cleo, which was what was important to me as her surrogate sister. Momma didn't go because she caught Autumn's cold (Autumn's my niece). So, my sister took me.
At this vet, there were also some "stray" cats there -- four of them, to be exact. And these cats were ficking huge. They were bohemouths of the cat world. One cat, Graucho (probably named after Graucho Marx) only had three legs, but he was still able to get around wonderfully. The techs were telling us how he was able to still jump up on the counter, even though he was missing one of his front legs. I didn't ask how he lost his leg, but I was a little sad that he did.
And all four of these cats that they had there were so friendly. They came right up to my sister and all but demanded to be petted. Autumn was even able to pick up another of them, Marty - a huge gray and white cat. And Marty jumped up on Marsha's lap and mewed to be scritched. If I wasn't so concerned about Cleo, I would have thought that it was cute and awesome that the other cats there -- the mascots, if you will -- were so people friendly. I kept cooing to Cleo that one day she would be big like those cats. (And, let's face it, who doesn't want a huge house cat lounging around on the couch on lazy summer days and curling up on your lap on chilly winter afternoons... if you're a cat lover, that is.)
The name of this vet was the Alexandria Animal Hospital in Alexandria, Ohio. The contact information is (740)924-3911 (phone) and (740)924-2926 (fax). I don't know if any of those cats were for sale or not -- since they very well might be the actual vet mascots -- but I'm sure that, if you're in Ohio and you're close to Alexandria, they'll be able to tell you where you can get good animals that were just as loving. Their prices are really good,too. They were able to see Cleo within 24 hours of the call to them, and they were very pleasant to speak with. For the visit, a vaccine, and two doses of medicine, they only charged me a total of $56.00. Compared to the other vets that I called before, that's a quarter of the price that I would have paid. Likewise, for an indoor cat, getting spayed and frontal declaw is only $180 for both total. They'll do it as soon as the kitty reaches six months of age -- so Cleo has about two months left to go.
Anyway, if you would like to get a cat, consider taking in a "stray" from either the vet's office or the shelter. They're sweet animals -- very loving and affectionate. You'll have a friend for the rest of your life -- someone who will be there through thick and thin for you and love you no matter what stupid things you do... assuming that you don't abuse them. DO NOT abuse your animal. Just don't. Anyway, if you trip over the rug in the living-room, they'll still love you. They'll even come give you kisses to make sure you're ok.
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