For picture of Ernie, see PART ONE.
For the last few months, Ernie has been losing weight.
'Tis not for lack of appetite. He loves his food.
Concerned that his old teeth might be a problem,
we've fed him increasing amounts of canned food,
for which he cries and sings and begs.
This week, after an odd "out of litter box" experience,
we hauled his butt to the vet.
Beyond a bladder infection (hence the displaced pee)
the vet thinks he has an overactive thyroid.
He's lost almost three pounds,
from his previous lanky 11.5.
We're currently giving oral antibiotics twice daily,
(fun for the whole family)
and waiting for thyroid test results to come back.
Thankfully, he is not diabetic, like dearly departed Oscar.
Daisy, the younger cat,
helped put him in his carrier
for the trip to the vet.
She tried to get in the cat box
while he tried desperately to stay out of it.
When Ernie was finally wrestled into the carrier,
Daisy leapt on top and waved her paws around
right outside his face.
He was NOT HAPPY. Much hissing and sputtering.
We're all feeling a little better now.
At least, until the next dose of antibiotic...
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