vet report

The good news: she weighs 1.25 kg! It was 0.3 and 0.85 on the first two vet visits. It’s calming to have her above the magic 1 kg barrier. Makes her seem less fragile.

The bad news: she hated this trip. She had lost her baby-like trust in vets seen the first two times, and clearly viewed them more as potential inflictors of pain. Whereas on the past two trips she quickly bonded with the vets and forgot my existence entirely, this time she kept looking for me to make sure I hadn’t left, as if she were feeling very insecure.

Everything else was the same as always. She loved the mint-flavored deworming medicine, and spilled enough over her lips that she still smells like mint. But she hated the rectal thermometer/worm sample more than ever. There’s just no way for a vet to do that painlessly.

The photo below shows Tamanya a few minutes ago, playing in a warm fuzzy blanket that I wadded up for her benefit, since she seemed to have a few chills after returning from the vet.