Zola went to the vet for the very first time today. It was with great trepidation that I awaited the results of her feline leukemia test. After just a few days with this sweet girl, I have become attached to her. It also didn’t help that we were in the same exam room where I said goodbye to my beautiful Mickey. I only almost cried once, though.

Feline leukemia was negative, though she did test positive for a tapeworm parasite. She was treated for that in the office and will have a follow up in a few weeks. While we were there, they clipped her nails and she received her first vaccination for distemper.

The car ride there wasn’t horrible, because she was in the carrier. But she definitely did NOT care for the carrier at all. She scratched and clawed and dug the at the floor and the sides - to no avail of course. But at the vet’s office itself, she was a total trooper. Not one complaint except for a sore claw spot that they figure she got caught on something. She didn’t flinch at the shot and while she didn’t really enjoy the de-worming pill, she took it like an old pro. Not bad for a cat who had never seen a vet before.

He estimates that she is about seven or eight months old, which would put her at about twice the age Mickey was when we got her. But Zola is about the same size as Mickey was. I expect she’ll be rather petite.

So, today was a good day for her. She’s adapting to her new home quite well. Just now, a guy strolled down the street with two dogs that were barking loudly and constantly. And Miss Zola, crashed out on the floor next to my chair, never even moved. She knows she’s safe at home.

Mickey would be pleased.

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