I’d been planning on getting Sir Furbs into the vet soon for a check up… but it ended up happening a little sooner than I planned.
Thursday after work, he had his dinner, and I noticed he was having a little trouble eating. A short while after, he was shaking his head, and crying. Clearly something was wrong with his mouth. He wouldn’t let me take a look, so I got us a vet appointment for Friday afternoon.
He is neutered, so he’s defnitely been to the vet before. I don’t know what his experience was like then, but he certainly wasn’t thrilled about it this time.

He hoped there was escape out the window… but no luck there.

When that didn’t work, he took up residence behind the computer.
In the end, despite some missing teeth and a little tartar, his mouth was fine. The vet said one of the lost teeth looks a little fresh, so that could be what bothered him on Thursday. (Friday they ate fine)

In the end, he got a blood test (and a pretty yellow bandage with piggies), and three vaccines. (FVRCP (Feline Viral Rhinotracheitis, Calicivirus, and Panleukopenia), Rabies, and Feline Leukemia Virus) and a clean bill of health.
He came home grumpy, but seemingly no worse for wear. He didn’t want to talk to use for the rest of the night

I figured he’d be fine by morning.
I was wrong. When I got up in the morning, I expected to find him on the couch or in my chair. But he wasn’t in either spot. I had to search for him and eventually found him on the floor under the dining room table.
I pulled him out and he screamed at me. He was one very unhappy kitty. I put him on the couch, but he went right back under the table and stayed there until Dave got up. He came out and sat on the couch with Dave but he did not want to be touched. He cried every time we tried. I think the vaccines hit the poor boy hard. Like up with the flu vaccine, I think he was sore too.

As the day went on, it seemed like he was feeling better – but boy was he a sad sack for most of the day.
By Sunday, he was right as rain again. But I’m sure he’s plotting some complicated revenge…
I know just how he felt. The vaccines hit me that way too. I’m happy he’s feeling better now. That whole adventure must have been quite traumatic for the poor fella.
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Poor thing! Glad he is back to normal now and hoping he stays that way.
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Purrrrs and prayers for Furby! I hope today is a better day for him!
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Aww, what a tough time for Furby!
Good to read that he’s back to normal now.
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Giroux had a really hard time with his vaccinations this time. He looked like he had the “flu” —- sleeping all the time, runny eyes and nose, etc…
Hope your handsome guy is feeling all better soon.
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Poor Furby. I feel so sorry for him and know just how he feels. I was sick for days after flu and pneumonia vaccines this year. I’m so glad he’s feeling better. These fur babies just don’t understand when we do these things to them. Kind of like babies. Wish they could talk to us. 🙂
Blessings,
Betsy
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Poor guy. I am glad he is OK.
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I’m so glad to hear that he was better after a few days!!! It’s not fun to have them be so unlike themselves!
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Glad he us better !
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The poor baby!! So glad to hear he’s doing better. It’s rough becoming an indoor cat! LOL
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Poor baby! I hope he feels better, and forgives you soon.
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