My poor little Jonny-Cat

My cat J.C. was booked into the vets yesterday to have some dental treatment. He's always had a history of poor teeth and has had to have five teeth extracted previously. This time he had four removed including one of his incisors. I'll have to rename him Gummy-Cat!!

Anyway, I had expected to collect him the same day but because he had so many out, they wanted to ensure he was getting sufficient pain relief by keeping him overnight. I called them this morning and they were keen to keep him another night as he hadn't yet eaten anything and they wanted to administer more pain killers. I wasn't too pleased at this because Jonny is not the kind of cat who missed his din-dins; see pic - he is a lovely round-shaped ginger tom and his place is usually in front of his bowl. I spoke to the vet again in the afternoon and pursuaded her that if he came home, he would be more likely to eat. She said they would need to give him another injection at 5pm, so I could fetch him after I finished work.

It was so great to see my boy again - I hadn't relaised how much I'd missed him. As soon as he got back to familiar territory, he was looking around for food. I gave him some tinned tuna which was nice and soft, and he managed to eat some. He was more eager when I presented slices of ham and he scoffed that straight from my hand. So it goes to show how stressed he must have been at the vets.

He needs to go back for a check up and more pain killers tomorrow. The bill so far is £229. Phew! But at least my baby is ok and he's been spoilt rotten with attention and cuddles from his Mummy!