"It is not necessary
to understand things in order to argue about them."
--Pierre Beaumarchais--
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The vet-in-the-van came today, for Daughter's extremely old lady cat, the one who never leaves the master bedroom, and snarls and spits at everyone. Vet says hairballs (probably). Schmeck is the tiniest adult cat I've ever seen. She's a gazillion years old, so who knows what might be going on. Daughter also made an appointment for my Jasper, to get the cyst in his neck drained again.
Jasper is very good for the vet, almost like he's in shock or something, and when the visit is over he is very happy to go into the carrier for the long trip from the street back to our front door --- but initially getting him into the carrier to get him out to the van at the curb is a different matter. I have multiple puncture wounds and scratches on my right shoulder and my upper back. He was determined to climb up and over me to get away from the carrier. I should be grateful it's only scratches - at least he didn't bite.
It looks like we'll have to get that cyst drained every three to four months.
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