Chubby had to go to the vet last week.  This was his first visit to the new vet, and he was going to get new medicine.  We had to change his vet because the old vet was 40 minutes away, and one of the most expensive in the county, that’s not to say I didn’t love the old vet, just couldn’t afford to keep going anymore.  The new vet is 5 miles away, and very reasonably priced.

We got good news and bad news.  The good news is that there is no problem switching his insulin to Vetsulin.  We used to use PZIVet, and it is the most expensive stuff out there for diabetic pets, and the company is planning on shutting down production, so really no choice.  We also found out that we can lower his dosage, so he won’t have to have as much medicine.  As long as he gets his “special” medicine (treats) with it, he wants to keep getting his shots.  I was thrilled with the results of Chubby’s visit, well that part anyway.

The bad news is Chubby has to have dental work done.  He is losing his teeth, and he will only be 9 in March.  The vet actually turned one of his teeth on it’s side to show me how bad they are.  I thought it was his gum, then I saw it was his tooth.  Really bad.

I am not sure if the dental problem has to do with the diabetes or not, but we have another appointment in a couple of weeks to make sure the new insulin & new dosage are working well, and I will ask.  In the meantime I will be doing some research on how to take care of their teeth.  I will put the information I find on here.

Thanks for all the good wishes.

Chubby just likes to sprawl out in the middle of the floor.  We think he looks just like a walrus.

Chubby thinks he is king of the house when he wears this cape.

Chubby is one of the only ones to hold still enough to get a picture, most of the rest run before I can get it on them.  He knows he looks good.

Cutie, Chubby and Grey Girl don’t allow much room for anyone else to sit in the chair with them.

Chubby is Grey Girl’s first born, and he was such a chubby little butterball, the name stuck.  He was diagnosed with diabetes when he was 6, and has to have 2 insulin shots every day, but loves the extra kitty treat that goes along with it.

This is Grey Girl, she started hanging around the house and we said “no way are we getting another cat, we already have 5!!!”  Well, we lost Gidget, and started allowing Grey Girl to come in.  Much to our surprise she was pregnant.  She had 4 boys – Chubby, Cutie, Sammy & Mouthie.  They really got her stomach good!!!