A stray grey and white male cat has been hanging around my house for several months. At first, my Mom said not to feed him, that he wouldn't go away if I did. After a week of not feeding him, the cat was still hanging around and noticibly thinner, so Mom said to feed him. I decided to call him Mr. Squeaky because of the way he meows. He is a very friendly (and chatty) cat. Squeaky is strictly an outdoor cat. Mom doesn't want him in the house.
I caught Squeaky and the neighbor's Siamese cat together a few weeks ago. Funds are very tight, so I checked into a program my county offers to get a free neuter for stray cats. Squeaky and I met the qualifications, so I made an appointment after getting the voucher. The only slot the vet had open that worked with my schedule was June 27th (two weeks from when I made the appointment).
He disappeared from June 20-25. I was starting to worry as he hadn't been gone for so long before. On June 26th, he showed up around dinner time acting like nothing had happened. He was promptly escorted into the house and put in solitary confinement in my bathroom. He couldn't have anything to eat or drink after midnight.
I wish I had my camera with me when Squeaky saw himself in the full-length mirror on the linen closet door. He cocked his head to the side and then moved it in a clockwise motion for a little bit. Once he got tired of that, he jumped up onto the sink counter and laid down. He is a bit bony and looked uncomfortable, so I picked him up, sat a spare pillow down, and put him back. Mr. Squeaky was in heaven.
We had to be at the vet on the 27th between 7:30 and 8:00 AM. I got him in the cat crate with minimal fuss. He didn't want to leave his pillow. All of my previous cats screamed or rattled the cage around while in the car- not Squeaky. He never hissed, yowled, or made any other noise. Mom kept checking on him, saying she thought he had died or something since he was so quiet. Check-in at the vet went smoothly and I left him there to go clean a house.
Around noon, the vet called to say his procedure was done and I could pick him up after 3 PM. When I went to check him out (and pay for the rabies shot, capstar pill, and medical waste fee- $17.50, so not bad), the vet came out to speak with me.
Either a minor injury had occured or Squeaky had licked himself, but he was a little swollen. She said that she sprayed him with some medicine and to not be alarmed because it gave Squeaky silver colored balls.
Squeaky has to take some medication for the next few days and needs to stay indoors for the next week and a half. The vet let me borrow an e-collar just in case. Poor little guy, it isn't going to be easy for him to be cooped up in the house for that long. Mom isn't happy with him being in the house (he's going to spray the house). When I let him out of the carrier, he made a beeline for his pillow. The last time I checked on him, he was curled up on the pillow with a stuffed monkey cat toy next to him.
I caught Squeaky and the neighbor's Siamese cat together a few weeks ago. Funds are very tight, so I checked into a program my county offers to get a free neuter for stray cats. Squeaky and I met the qualifications, so I made an appointment after getting the voucher. The only slot the vet had open that worked with my schedule was June 27th (two weeks from when I made the appointment).
He disappeared from June 20-25. I was starting to worry as he hadn't been gone for so long before. On June 26th, he showed up around dinner time acting like nothing had happened. He was promptly escorted into the house and put in solitary confinement in my bathroom. He couldn't have anything to eat or drink after midnight.
I wish I had my camera with me when Squeaky saw himself in the full-length mirror on the linen closet door. He cocked his head to the side and then moved it in a clockwise motion for a little bit. Once he got tired of that, he jumped up onto the sink counter and laid down. He is a bit bony and looked uncomfortable, so I picked him up, sat a spare pillow down, and put him back. Mr. Squeaky was in heaven.
We had to be at the vet on the 27th between 7:30 and 8:00 AM. I got him in the cat crate with minimal fuss. He didn't want to leave his pillow. All of my previous cats screamed or rattled the cage around while in the car- not Squeaky. He never hissed, yowled, or made any other noise. Mom kept checking on him, saying she thought he had died or something since he was so quiet. Check-in at the vet went smoothly and I left him there to go clean a house.
Around noon, the vet called to say his procedure was done and I could pick him up after 3 PM. When I went to check him out (and pay for the rabies shot, capstar pill, and medical waste fee- $17.50, so not bad), the vet came out to speak with me.
Either a minor injury had occured or Squeaky had licked himself, but he was a little swollen. She said that she sprayed him with some medicine and to not be alarmed because it gave Squeaky silver colored balls.
Squeaky has to take some medication for the next few days and needs to stay indoors for the next week and a half. The vet let me borrow an e-collar just in case. Poor little guy, it isn't going to be easy for him to be cooped up in the house for that long. Mom isn't happy with him being in the house (he's going to spray the house). When I let him out of the carrier, he made a beeline for his pillow. The last time I checked on him, he was curled up on the pillow with a stuffed monkey cat toy next to him.
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