Flying Furballs

Report from the 3T’s mom:

Sonny had to take the long, scary ride to the vet today.  He’s been losing most of his fur on his sides, causing a little panic in the Troublemaker household.  While there, I discovered that the original vet Sonny saw in November did not document a feline leukemia test, even though they told Mike and me that it was safe to introduce him to Guinness and Scout.  This would have set Guin and Scout into a panic, much like their frazzled mom when I heard, but thankfully after an hour at the clinic we had a confident negative–Sonny is not infected.  Unfortunately, Sonny continued to befuddle the vet and his assistant as they tried to narrow down the reasons for his fur loss.  They had to take blood, pull out hair samples, and slice a tiny bit of skin off his side to look for any ringworm or parasites.  Poor Sonny.  He was so distressed that large tumbleweeds of fur were flying all over the room and clinging to the assistant’s scrubs.

If you look closely you can see the thinned out hair and the small spot where he was cut by the vet.

When he returned home, Guinny and Scout had to sniff him over to make sure he wasn’t an imposture.

Nope, he was our same sweet Sonny Pie, who we all adore.

He goes back in two weeks to find out more, and to allow the vet to drain more money from my wallet.  Sonny has been the most expensive kitten I’ve met, but definitely the best behaved.  I’m sure it’s simply stress, after what I saw today.  He’s been so sick between the feline herpes virus and the worms and the badly worn paw pads and the URI and the new home with new brothers.  That’s enough to stress out any kitty, big or small.