My wife’s friend Nancy gave us a cat as she was having trouble taking care of her new kitty litters. She graciously accepted them without knowing that I don’t really like cats. It was a male American Shorthair cat, other people call them ASH. He was constantly purring as I watched him. He was so small and cute. He’s a tricolor of white, black and cream. He seems playful and active as he kept pushing the ball that I gave him. He likes getting near me and then licking my feet as it tickles me.
I asked Nancy if they already dewormed and had him vaccinated and she told me that the veterinarian had his clinic closed when she was going to get them treated. I asked my wife if there are other veterinarians near our area and told me that there is one besides the burger joint where my kids and I go frequently. I planned in going tomorrow since it’s already late.
First thing in the morning, I hurried eating breakfast so my son, George can drop me off the veterinarian. As I enter the clinic, I was glad that there were no queues for the checkup. I asked the receptionist if I can already have my kitten checked but she told me that the doctor is still on the way. He got a flat tire and he’s out for another 30 to 45 minutes. George opted to wait with me as he still had time to waste. I had my name listed as the first person that the doctor will see. As we were waiting, George and I talked about my kitten as he knows some things about it like how to take care of them, the things that they eat, and the diseases primarily pancreatitis in cats. Her girlfriend, Katie also has a cat that he sometimes also tends to.
After almost an hour of waiting, George left me as he was going to be late for his work. I asked the receptionist if the doctor was still coming. She told me that he’s almost here. After a few seconds, a white van pulled up and parked besides the clinic. I thought that it must be the veterinarian and I was right. He apologized for being late and mentioned that a nail busted his left rear wheel. It was fortunate that he didn’t get hurt. He let me and my kitten in and checked his condition. He injected him a deworming agent and prescribed him a powdered form of medicine to be mixed with his milk for roundworms in cats to be consumed for the next two days.
It was a while now that we had pets in the house. It was maybe because we were all busy with work. Now that I’m usually home alone I’d like to think that the kitten and I will be good buddies thanks to Nancy.