Having to pill a cat at 5:30 a.m.
I know, WTF, right?
Leo, our oldster tabby, needs an x-ray.
The vet tried to do an x-ray and Leo proved to be determinedly uncooperative.
(Has this vet ever met a cat?)
So, tomorrow morning I am taking my fat old lady ass (and the skinny old ass of a very uncooperative cat) to get an x-ray at 7:30 a.m.
However, the vet has given me Gabapentin to give this uncooperative cat two hours before the x-ray.
To wit – 5 fucking 30 in the morning.
At least I know the Gabapentin will work. I take it for anxiety myself and if nothing else, it made my lifelong habit of chewing my fingernails go away.
So at least the vet’s fingernails will be safe.