Adventures in Cat Ownership
I’ve written before about my vanilla cupcake and snickerdoodle, AKA my cats. I call them various names of desserts because, well, why not?
My little floofs are an endless source of joy, but when they get sick, they can be an endless source of stress. I know a lot about healthcare for humans, but cats are another matter entirely.
For example, I thought “distemper” was just something my coworkers get. And humans don’t exactly need flea medicine.
But in the spring, I noticed that my cats were scratching, and I realized I needed to get them back on flea drops. They were on fluralaner after their winter checkups, but it only lasts for three months. And it’s only available by prescription.
Complicating things further, each of my cats goes to a different veterinary clinic. This is because when we got our second cat, the shelter gave us a coupon for a free checkup, and we’ve been taking him to that clinic ever since.
Snickerdoodle’s vet is old-fashioned, but the clinic is a pillar in our community. The staff use paper charts, but Snickerdoodle’s file includes a picture of her as a kitten. Her vet went to the same university as me. When he’s done, he says to Snickerdoodle, “All right, back to Mom,” which I love.
Vanilla Cupcake’s vet, on the other paw, has a modern, sleek office. They are tech savvy and know customer service. One time I brought him for a checkup, and the vet tech said, “Oh my goodness, he is so cute! Hold on, I need to get somebody.” She came back with someone else, who said, “Oh, what a little cutie! Can I put his photo on our Instagram page?”
I haven’t been able to choose which one I want them both to go to. I am probably the only person in the world who brings my cats to different offices. Why live life on easy mode, y’know?
To get their medicine, I first called Vanilla Cupcake’s office. They would prescribe flea drops for him, and I could pick it up that day. I had to call when I got there, and they’d bring it out to my car.
Next was Snickerdoodle’s office. They didn’t carry fluralaner, but if I ordered it online, the pharmacy would fax an authorization form that the vet would sign. (Like I said, old-fashioned, but it works.)
One way or another, I got the two sets of pricey flea drops.
Administering the drops is another story. I had to squeeze a tube onto the back of each cat’s neck. It doesn’t hurt them, but having wet fur annoys them greatly. Afterwards, they bolt and hide and then look at you the rest of the day like they want to ask, “What the fuck?”
The next time I saw Snickerdoodle’s vet, he mentioned that Advantage is just as good for flea prevention, it’s cheaper —oh, and by the way, it’s available over the counter.
This summer, I quietly ordered two packs of Advantage. Live and learn.