A Surprise Visit

I think easily one of the coolest things to happen recently was having the vet make a house call. We lead such an exciting life, huh? I was stupid excited over it.

We didn't have to go about stuffing the cats in the crates and drive to Cihangir as one cat farts the whole way and the other vomits. Our vet from Anipoli called and offered to show up on a Saturday morning and for no extra cost.

They have NO idea whats in store for them!

We turned the dining room table into an operation table. She prepped 3 shots for each and 1 external parasite.

We did Katu first, it taking the three of us to control him. At some point I lost grip during his thrashing and he tore out a chunk of my ring finger with a freshly clipped nail (more like talon). Gushing blood and holding him down, our vet got three vaccines into him in less than 15 seconds. One of the vaccines causes a seriously uncomfortable, but temporary burning sensation at the injection site, so he was running around yelling at us while his sister tried to hide under the coffee table as if we would simple forget about her.

O was able to hold her in his lap and she was a champ. Afterwards, just crawling away somewhere to sulk.

Then we all sat down and caught our breath afterwards while I squelched my bleeding phalange in a bandaid and chatted about animal rights in Turkey and the veterinary business.

The cats passed out in their window benches and we left for the asian side shortly after for dinner with friends.