Monday, April 10, 2006

So... my cat's officially a teenager

As many of you know, I have occasionally been noted as a neurotic pet owner. In the first couple years of owning a cat, my approach went like this - since my cat cannot talk to me and tell me what's wrong, if any little thing goes wrong I better take him to the vet so she can tell me what's wrong. Well, after a few drop $100 visits to find out nothing much was wrong (I even took him to the pet emergency room once because I was sure he was going blind), I finally stopped running to the vet every time he sneezed. However, I did create a bit of a princely cat (as seen in this pic).

Well, I have been traveling a lot for work (I am determined to write more about that later) and Hope has not exactly been a happy cat about this. Carolyn and Stephen have been great, friendly pet sitters, but sometimes he just gets mad about me being gone and he gets a raging rash to make sure it's clear to me that he is peeved. I have been really good - REALLY - and I let him have this little skin irritation and let it heal with no vet visits. Well, I decided to take today off and he has had a really bad "rash" near his mouth that refuses to go away and I couldn't help myself and I took him to the vet. Guess what. He doesn't have a rash at all! He has PET ACNE. Have you ever heard of such a thing? I have acne medicine for him and I am supposed to wash his face every few days to make sure his and yes I quote "skin stays clear". My cat is a full on teenager. What's next, will he come home dunk and break a chair on his way up to his room?