Thursday, April 07, 2011

G is for George on Prozac

George, staring at one of his staff
Our Bengal cat George has been unwell lately. We've had him and his sister Gracie since they were weeks old, and now they're six. Lately he's been much quieter than usual except in the middle of the night when we're sleeping, and he's turned sullen (apparently) and aggressive toward Gracie, who's a sweetie. He's in the habit of grabbing her by the neck and holding her down, sometimes looking as if he wants to mate, though they're both neutered. Blood and urine tests at the vet haven't turned up anything, and we're in the process of trying some pheremone diffusers in the house to try calming him down. Today he's better, so maybe the diffusers are kicking in. Also the little guy goes on Prozac tonight. Maybe we'll mix it in with an evening martini.

6 comments:

Angela Felsted said...

Hmmm, a cat on Prozak. I didn't know there were cat psychiatrists.

Carole Anne Carr said...

Poor George, hope he's soon sorted.

Loved the post about your Mum, by the way.

Pk Hrezo said...

Aw, he's gorgeous! Poor baby!

Manzanita said...

Poor little guy. I can't see any animal hurting. He's got a long cat life yet to live.
Manzanita
Wanna buy a duck

Julie said...

I'm sorry for George, hope he continues to feel better. His picture is adorable!
Just discovered your blog through A-Z and I'm looking forward to following.

Holly Jahangiri said...

Wow. Here's hoping he feels better soon, and doesn't suffer any of the less pleasant side effects of Prozac! Goodness...

I don't know about your cat, but I had a fruit fly land in my wine tonight. It swam around, presumably drank some, and when I dumped the whole mess, unceremoniously, into the sink, the drunken insect shook itself off and climbed out of the sink.

A paper towel took care of that. But I'm guessing he was feeling no pain.