Mazie Grace had her first appointment with the vet this afternoon. She was rather upset about being confined to a carrier and taken for a ride in the car. She did calm down once we got to the vet's office.
While we were waiting, a couple came with a goat that had gotten its foot caught in its feeding trough. They were afraid it was broken. They had the goat, who was unusually large, in a trailer and everyone had to help coach it out and into the office for an xray. What finally got it moving was potato chips. Happily the foot was not broken and he was sent on his way.
Mazie Grace was tested, examined, poked and proded, and given shots and terrible tasting stuff by mouth. She was declared a healthy cat, about one year old, who has not been spayed and who does not appear to be pregnant.
I left the office with considerably less money and an appointment next week for Mazie Grace to get the "operation". When I got her home and opened the carrier, she took off. Since then, she has been a bit skittish around me and did not want to go in the garage tonight. She will probably be fine by tomorrow.