@andrew; too late. I ordered it used (the s/h cost more than the book.) Had I but known…
@syzg: my male friend cut 4 claws and I watched as Milo got more and more enraged; finally my friend fled. Milo simply snubbed me for the rest of the day..
However.. two days ago MIlo went into a lethargic fast and then almost comatose over the past 24 hrs…I thought he was at death’s door. At least he hauled himself down two flights of stairs for a very messy BM in litter box.
So, I had my first experience w. a Vet this morning. (MInd you, we are only on day 14. And I am carting a ziplock bag of runny poop and Milo in an antique carrier that Noel Coward probably used on the Queen Mary). Milo submitted docilely to the most humiliating treatment (anal thermometer, IV hydration, penicillin shot, all claws trimmed and a lesson from vet on how to pick up a cat by the scruff of neck -thanks, Del – in order to administer antibiotic drops.)
Once home, he has been giving ME the cold shoulder. I finally got the first dose of drops down him, but he was neither docile nor happy. We had a vigorous 20 minute chase around the house. Diagnosis; fever, gippy tummy (something he ate in my field?) and “watch him for a week.”
And I used to be such an interesting person.
Gail