Cab goes to the dentist and gets stoned

A little over a month ago I took Cab to the vet because he was exhibiting some strange behavior and it was keeping me up all night. Not to mention all the laundry I was doing because he had decided that the litter box was an evil evil place. It turned out he had a bladder infection caused by bacteria from his teeth getting into his bloodstream and traveling willy-nilly through his system. He was put on a strict regimen of hot pink antibiotics and I was told to bring him back in when he was better to have his teeth cleaned. Yesterday was the big day.

Going to the dentist may not be the most fun ever, but it is much worse for cats. He had to be put under. His claws were clipped back to almost nothing. His teeth were scraped and polished and sealed and they pulled out two of his back teeth. Needless to say, he was not very happy with Matt or me when we picked him up in the afternoon. If you know Cab you know he almost never growls. He was growling to rival Weese yesterday. It took him a good long while to recover from the anesthesia too. We couldn't let him out of his carrier for a few hours because his back half was simply not cooperating with his front and he kept falling over. He clearly didn't understand what was going on, however, because he kept trying to walk/jump it off. It was a little scary but also kind of funny. Eventually we were able to let him wander around the bedroom but not the rest of the apartment. Weese was very confused by it all. It will make more sense to her in 2 weeks when she goes in for her dental appointment. Luckily he seems back to normal this morning but he is still on a diet of soft food and hot pink antibiotics. His teeth look shiny though.