My wife took Macy for her yearly vet check up and shots. When my wife got to the vet there were people sealing the parking lot with that spray on black stuff. Of course this silly cat bring down at the noise these machines were making and pushed the door open on her carrier. Either she is very's very strong or the door was in last all the way. My wife caught her when she was almost all the way out and was holding her in an awkward way but she did manage to get her back in the carrier and then into the veterinarian's office. My wife imagined that if she had gotten away she would've ran out into the traffic on our busy 1st Avenue where the veterinarian is located. She was filled with thoughts of "how my going to tell Phil his cat got ran over". I'm not sure how I would've taken it. I love my kitty but she is part mule and ignores me all the time. Yesterday I tried getting her attention but she refused to look at me. I kept it up and then she started scowling with her ears back but still wouldn't look at me. Cats are strange creatures. As part of why people like them, no 2 days or hours are the same.
Her checkup went pretty well. He lost a pound over the last year. She is more active now and down to 9 pounds. She was 12 pounds we got her 6 years ago. The average cat weighs 8 to 10 pounds so her 9 pounds is a good number for her. We think the dog being here keeps her a little more active because she has to tease him part of the day. This leads into my other story about her and Atlas.
After she came home from her checkup and shots she was acting very strange. My wife took Atlas out in the backyard to play. Macy went over to the back glass doors and made a very strange growling meow. She rarely ever makes a peep and it sounded very strange. I don't know if she was meowing because they were outside or what, but it was pretty funny. Then she came in the living room and made the same strange noise. I tried calling her up my lap but she just ignored me. When my wife came back in with Atlas she gave him food. He is on a special prescription food that my wife is trying to locate. The veterinarian is out of it so she bought some other type till she can get the correct food. So she gave Atlas is food and announced "hot chow" because he won't eat until he hears that. Tom taught them that because that's what the Army calls good food or at least hot food.
The funniest part was that this new food is made Macy very interested. Either that, or going to the veterinarian made her act strange. She went over while he was eating and smell this food. She sat there with their noses apart about 2 inches. Atlas was in the avoid confrontation mode, so we just left and the cat stayed there sniffing his food. We wondered if she was going to eat some because he ate her food so much until we figured it out and he was eating her food. After a while she got bored left and he went back and finished his dinner. Some days he is frisky and is not afraid of her and some days is so intimidated by her attitude that he just leaves when she's around. It's pretty funny the 9 pound cat intimidates the 90 pound dog.
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