Storm Jorge is just finishing up. There are no words. There are also no more dry waterproofs in this house. They just hang and drip.
All the fields are flooded and the horses have been inside all day. We will let them out later on this evening. I put the old men in the indoor school so they could move about more.
Anywho, to the vet I went (while OH and Floss heroically fed those that live outwith the homestead) with BeAnne.
We saw a new vet who was very kind, helpful and concerned while BeAnne did her best poor-me urchin impression until I had to admit that Her Maj was perhaps milking it and perhaps even over-playing her misery.
Anyway, blood was taken (test liver and kidney function) and a little “sheep” bandage was put on to ebb the flow of the depression.
Once home, BeAnne had her Thundershirt put on as she was in such a state. She is not a good traveller any more.
The verdict so far is it is probably teeth. She had a few rotten ones and possibly infected too. On the good side, BeAnne’s heart is strong so she could stand an anaesthetic to remove the bad ones. We will see what the blood test comes back with first.
Meanwhile, Monster has taken up residence in, what is lovingly known in this house, as The Fortress of Solitude.
His cat flu has returned and he is feeling very rough. Sneezing and sneezing. Poor lad. He is very quiet.
While I was in the surgery with BeAnne, I talked to the vet about his recurrent flu and we both agreed that there was not much we could do. I am increasing Monster’s own immunity with proper home-made meals and a tube of Gim-Cat “Immun-Booster Complex” which says it “strengthens the immune system and the body’s own defence mechanism”. He likes eating it, which helps.
My animals are very hard work these days. Off to let out the chaps now into the flooded fields. Yay!