Such a good cat

When Tom had his annual check up and jag last week, the vet said that he could do with a scale and polish of his teeth too. We felt that we couldn’t ignore his dental health (even though none of our previous cats have ever required such a procedure despite having visibly manky teeth) and so on Monday this week we parted with £240 for his treatment. Poor Tom. He must have been horrified to be back at the vet so soon, and even more horrified when they did whatever they needed to do, which involved a general anaesthetic! After taking Tom to the vet, James and I went back to the fracture clinic at Hairmyres. I have been very worried that I might have displaced my healing radius and ulna when I accidentally and foolishly twisted my arm last week. I was sent for an x ray and was delighted to be reassured that the bones are still in the right place and healing well. This is probably due to the Vitamin D and Calcium that Heather and Ewan recommended to me. I was out on Monday afternoon with Jennifer & Linda C so James collected Tom from the vet at tea time. He arrived home a bit agitated and very hungry (he had been nil by mouth since midnight.) He was not allowed to go outside until Tuesday morning and the vet provided special wet food to aid his post-op digestion. No dry food for a couple of days, presumably to let his gnashers and gums settle down. Tom absolutely wolfed down the wet food, and was not happy when we locked the cat flap and directed him to a litter tray, but he was still his affectionate self and spent most of the evening on James’ knee. 

On Tuesday evening I needed to post a few Christmas cards. James warned me that it was very icy on the pavements, so I picked my way gingerly down our path and then walked along the middle of the road which looked less treacherous. The pavements were glittering with frost. When I arrived at the post box I was just putting in the letters when I heard the friendly jingle of a bell. Who was right beside me but Tom cat! Such a good boy; he had escorted me all the way along the road! He was very excited and ran under the gate into the Birkmyres’ garden and then into all the gardens on the way back along the road! But as I walked along he kept coming back to the pavement to keep an eye on me; I felt very happy that he was taking such good care of me!