Baby Cakes checks out the western forty this evening out the kitchen window after returning home in triumph from an unanticipated visit to Dr. Lewis of the Chelsea Animal Clinic. He's the one who attends the Iditarod doggies in his spare time. All vital signs are lookin' good.
Another period of worry turns out fine. A couple of days ago, the Babe started sneezing. Then came the runny eyes. Having just gone through something similar with Tiny the week before, presumably a flareup precipitated by the stress of driving Down Maine that essentially healed itself in a couple of days once she was back home, we were kind of all worn out to start with. But a trip to the local vet put everything back into perspective. He thinks it's an allergy thing. Bedside manner leaves everyone feeling much better.
Ahh. Hope The Babe feels much better very soon!
Posted by: Laura Lee Donoho | April 26, 2006 at 01:09 AM
Poor Baby... and poor Sissy and Tuck... all this veterinary back and forth. Hope the furbabies are now set for the summer with no more problems.
Posted by: Teresa | April 26, 2006 at 09:46 AM
So glad that both Tiny and Baby are over their sneezes and feeling better. There is nothing more upsetting to a pet parent when their poor animal is sick and can't really tell us what is wrong.
Timmy had a couple of sneezing fits last week and they completely cracked me up - he kept looking around to see where they came from! I've had other cats that did that as well. And yes, Tim is just fine - given his flying rush to the food station this morning wherein he positively went airborne over the slower moving Sam! In the long jump, he would have scored a 10 PLUS! My little Siamese athlete!
Posted by: Gayle Miller | April 26, 2006 at 11:37 AM
brilliant buttsky!
Posted by: whaleshaman | April 28, 2006 at 09:38 AM