A Cat Called Freya, and Teego Too!

Mommacat & Daddycat have been worried about me for a few weeks now, as I keep acting like I have something stuck  in my teeth at the side of my mouth. Then recently, I’ve become a little more cranky with Teego (can you blame me?) and I’m afraid I’ve been hissing and growling when I get picked up too! They couldn’t ignore it any longer, so we went to see the nice man at Anderson’s Vets in Orpington. It was another new person that we haven’t seen before, and he was lovely too!

We’re really happy with this new Vets, as we’ve been to two others locally, and at one vet, the reception staff looked up at you as if you were interrupting them reading their magazine, and the other one was just indifferent about us BEEYOOTIFUL animals at best, and didn’t really seem passionate about animals.

So now, we’ve met 3 vets at this new place, and all of them seem to have a lovely way with me and my brofur, and always saying how lovely we are!

I have lovely tooths, and I don't want to lose any of them!

So, last night, Jessie the nice VET had a look all over me, and couldn’t really find anything wrong with me. He poked at my tummy, and put the listening thing on my chest, and said I seemed healthy. Then he looked in my mouth, and said he thought that one of my molar tooths was a bit bad, and it might need to come out!!

WHA???  I’m only a very young 7 years old!!! Anyway, that was a bit of a shock to my Mommacat & Daddycat, as it means a general anaesthetic, but it should be ok, as I’m very healthy and strong! In the meantime, he gave me some Metacam to help with any inflammation from my bad tooth, and even better…. It means that Titchy Teego isn’t allowed to steal my dinner, as it’s got my medicine in it!

I hope they don’t shave me too, like they did to my friend Ginger Jasper!