So today I hauled off poor Frank, and Caliban to their own TED. Had a
very productive discussion with her. I realy like this new place I'm
using. First of all, it's a cats-only vet, so no barking d*gs in the
waiting-room to upset the cats. And not just the vets, but the tech
staff all seem very knowledgeable about cats. And though I'm not into
breeding and showing myself, I think the fact that a lot of breeders
seem to use this TED's also vouches for its good quality.

Frank had some bloodwork done. I'll get the results for his thyroid test
later this week, but they checked all his other vitals, and everything
checked out pretty d*rn good for a cat his age. Even his kidney values
were pretty good, considering he's refused to eat his special kidney
diet the last week or so. The BUN was slightly elevated, but the vet
didn't think it was anything to worry about. So now I just have to get
the rest of this course of antibiotics into him and he should be good as
new. This is a huge weight off my heart, because I worry about him
constantly. He will, after all, be 18 later this year. I hope.

Caliban was such an angel. While Frank kept up a running commentary on
the atrocious conditions he was forced into while we were sitting in the
waiting room, Caliban just slept or looked around or did upside-downy
head to anyone who peeped into his carrier. When TED tried to listen to
his heart, he purred so hard that she couldn't hear anything but.
Everyone was totally smitten with him. Well, TED confirmed my suspicion
about Caliban's age. His teeth showed him to be at least a month younger
than the passport claimed, so we moved his DoB to 10 April instead of 10
March. About his runny eyes, she said to continue with the AB to the end
of the course, then bring him back for a checkup and if he's OK by then,
booster shots.