Frankie had his vet visit this morning for the last of his shots. We had the alternet vet since our regular is on vacation. We both like this vet too.
The vet had an emergency so we had a short wait in the lobby. While we were there, Frankie charmed everyone who looked his way. He made special friends with a man who was there. He couldn't resist peeking in the carrier at Frankie. That's all it took. Next thing I knew, he was playing with Frankie through the bars of the carrier. Seems he has 5 cats of his own.
He asked if Frankie was sick. I told him no just in for shots. He was relieved. I know he would have taken Frankie with him if I'd let him. Sorry pal, Frankie is mine now. But I have two others who need homes. He didn't want them though.
Anyway, The vet looked at Frankie and gave him his shots. He asked frankie, "hey buddy, are you going to grow into that nose? You'll be a big boy if you do."
I had thought Frankie's nose was getting longer but thought I just imagined it. The vet told me again that judging from his nose and the size of his feet, he will be one big boy. At least Chuck will have a big boy like himself, to play with, if Frankie does.
Frankie now weighs 3 pounds and goes in on Aug 15th for his big boy surgery. The surgery will be the 16th and he comes home the 18th.
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