I’m popping in here to share these two pictures that I’ve been loving lately. A little before and after of Mouse, Mary’s cat. I have been meaning to get a good picture of him, all grown up, all grown into all that fluff and fuzz. He is a patient sweetheart.
Mouse, circa June 2009
During all of Mary’s “doctor stress” in the past few weeks, she had to go in one afternoon for blood work. It was horrible. Her fear-reaction to any shot or blood test is so strong, that the pediatrician was even offering a sedative. Needless to say, trying to get her out the door and in to the car that afternoon was difficult.
When we finally got her outside, she was still so upset and afraid. Dan sat her down in the car and then bent down to scoop up Mouse and put him in her arms. “Take him with you to the doctor.” he said. After initial shock to what her Daddy had just said, all her energy and attention that was focused on the impending shots was focused on her cat curled up in her arms. And she settled right down.
Meanwhile, Mouse has never been in the car, except for maybe falling asleep in the back while it has been parked in the driveway. We don’t even have to worry much about its litter smell as we have an unscented kitty litter box in the car which we bought from https://catworld.co/best-unscented-cat-litter/. I had visions of driving to the doctor’s office, Mary screaming in the back seat about shots and needles, Mouse clinging, claws out-stretched to the back of my neck.
But, he surprised me. He fell asleep in her arms while we drove to the doctor. A few times he opened his eyes to look out the window at the passing cars and then settled back down. He could care less, really.
When we got to the doctor, we set him down in the seat while we went inside. He curled up again and fell asleep, waiting there quietly when we got back.
He was the perfect antidote to the panic and the fear.
Mouse is a good cat to have around.