“This is uncomfortable.”
You’re getting subcutaneous fluids. You’re dehydrated. Hold still.
“My skin is stretching. Yuck.”
It’s temporary. Your body will absorb it, and you’ll be fine.
“I don’t like it here.”
Then why did you make me bring you?
“I dunno.”
Yes you do. Tell me why.
“Well, you know how the cats throw up a lot?”
They never stop reminding me. Comes with being a cat, I think.
“I thought maybe if I joined in, they’d like me.”
Brilliant. Did you ever think of just keeping your nose out of their butts?
“Yeah, but I didn’t wanna. This was a better idea.”
It was? How’d it work out for you, Quasimodo?
“Shut up.”
The Iggy Dialogues 
Poor Iggy. 😉
🙂
Ah, the dreaded sub-q fluids. We had to do those for our late great Boris for about 6 months. He was not fond of them, but put up with our insistence.
So sorry about the “late” part.
I was taught how to administer them to my late great Milo. Milo was a ferret. That was an adventure.
Iggy I hope you will get a giant chewing bone when it is over :o)
I would have given him one, but we have to watch what he eats for the next few days until his stomach settles down. He got cuddling instead, and lots of ear scratches. He’s happy. 🙂
Aww Iggy!! Damn cats, that’s what you get for trying eh? Pssht!
Hugs, Carrie & Pups x
He just can’t win with them. It’s funny — when we were looking for a dog, we (obviously) wanted one that would be good with cats. He’s great with them. The trouble is, they’re not so great with him. It’s been over a year and they still look at me every day like, “What’s HE still doing here?” 🙂