Well, it’s not as dramatic as an appointment with destiny, period, but it is an appointment with the veterinary. Neville will be having dental surgery a week from tomorrow.
Nevsky has always needed his teeth looked at; we, in the rescue-group responsible for him, haven’t considered them a major problem, and we were hoping to stabilise his diabetes before he went. In truth, we should have had him under anaesthetic before his diabetic symptoms returned but, in cat-rescue, it is unfortunately the case that there are funds only for the treatments that are necessary at the moment.
What brought the former Thin Man’s time with the doctor forward is not that he is experiencing discomfort, so far as is known, but that in diabetic humans, bad teeth and related difficulties can cause increased insulin resistance. It makes sense that it can create similar problems for cats. It may be that Neville’s teeth or gums have no relation to his diabetes, but ruling out that connection seems sensible – and any trouble in his mouth needs solving regardless of its indirect results.
As his foster-guardian, I will speak with the hospital beforehand to arrange matters, and will be contacted by the doctor when my boy goes. The event is still days away, but, when one has an appointment with destiny, it is well to be prepared.