Our new little furry one has had the first trip to the vet. The fe-Luke test was negative. Distemper, upper respiratory and rabies vaccines were given.
And just to make sure, we asked the vet to check under the tail.
Sissy is not the new little sister of the group after all. She is a HE! LOL!!! A HE shrouded in a lot of fluffy fur.
So he has been re-named Reggie.
Who would think with such a cute little delicate face, he would be a tomcat. He's also younger than we thought. Only about four months old instead of the five or six we suspected. When we checked his teeth, we discovered he still has his baby teeth. They usually are replaced by the permanent ones around four months. The vet said he was big for his age, maybe because of Maine Coon parentage.
Or maybe he has some monkey in him. What is with cats and wanting to climb to the top of doors???
Reggie and Penny formed a bond right away. Penny loves anyone she can play with so they were off and running!
Isabel has been confined to our bedroom due to some issues with her incision. I think she was a bit overactive and caused a fluid lump to form along her scar line. The vet said to keep her quiet for a few days (NOT EASY!!!) and gave us some antibiotics. Guess what? She hates being quiet AND taking pills! Two strikes and we are OUT! She's a tricky little thing.
Deiter has been keeping her company.
Tipper just sits calmly by the woodstove and watches all the craziness.