Parole Will Soon End for Cat Veterinary Inmate "345"

Hi Kitties, it's Cody and I am here to tell ya,  I just can't get a break!!! It has taken Mom a LONG time to give me computer time so that I could blog about my latest debacle.  A little over a month ago I earned a new nickname, my nickname is now "345."  You also didn't know that I am on parole from "Dr.Smiley" and his evil laboratory. I was put on parole due to good behavior. Kitties, sit back, grab a bowl of kibble,  and let me fill you in on how I got my new nickname and how my "parole" has come to an end. 

Mom was working on her computer and heard a THUD. She didn't think much of it because she doesn't think, she wasn't really concerned. Then, she noticed at lunch time I didn't come when called and normally I am the first in line for lunch deliciousness.

Mom looked for me and found me laying against the wall on the floor of her our "office" (which she never uses, but I digress...) I wouldn't respond when she called me and mom freaked, (mom is always freaking, let's just suffice it to say her freaking was complete frenzy). 

Dad was downstairs waiting to go to the store with Mom, but Mom called him screaming that I had to be rushed to the Vet.

Long story short, when I arrived at the Vet "Dr.Smiley's Evil Laboratory", "Dr.Smiley" even thought something was wrong with me as evidenced by how I was just laying there in my PTU without moving a muscle.  (I didn't even fuss when Mom and Dad put me in my PTU). I also allowed him to  thoroughly humiliate check me in his office without so much as a tiny meow."Dr.Smiley" could find NOTHING WRONG. That led to the laboratory invasion!

 "Dr.Smiley" and his evil assistants checked my butt, they  sucked drew my blood, and strapped me down on their lab table like Frankenstein to take X-Rays.  

All of the tests came out great and...$345 later, (hence my new nickname),  it was decreed that there was nothing wrong and my diagnosis was "extreme lethargy" (you can stop laughing anytime now. I am a CAT and of COURSE I suffer from extreme lethargy! Geeze!!  I knew I was fine!!! Mom now thinks I might have startled myself and that the "thud" she had heard might have been me falling off of Mom's desk). When we got home I ran to my food bowl and started chowing down with gusto!! 

I was proud of myself because I figured now that they got one of my "wellness" exams out of the way,  I wouldn't have to have my usual exam this October. I thought wrong......while pawing around in Mom's email I saw something that made me hiss gasp.

	DePorre Veterinary Hospital 4066 West Maple Road Bloomfield Hills, MI 48301 248-646-1669

	We miss you (a lot)!
	It's time for a visit.
	Please call us today to schedule an appointment for Cody
	248-646-1669
Dear Caren, Cody is due for some important medical care in October: • Feline Senior Wellness Exam due Tuesday October 09, 2018 Please disregard this message if you have already scheduled your appointment. See you soon! DePorre Veterinary Hospital

Kitties!! They "miss me (a lot)", YEAH I BET THEY DO!!! Bet they have had no fresh blood lately and now they are after mine!!

Kitties! I was JUST AT THE VET approximately one month ago! Doesn't that count as an exam? See how it says "please disregard this message if you have already scheduled your appointment"? Well, THIS NEEDED TO BE DISREGARDED!!! My Mom is INSANE and "Dr.Smiley" and his evil laboratory are out for my blood!!!! They said I have to have my annual rabies exam too because a "bat could fly into our home and bite me!!" A BAT FLYING INTO MY HOME ARE YOU SERIOUS??? WHO WORRIES ABOUT BATS OTHER THAN DRACULA?? (and now "Dr.Smiley" and his evil assistants!) I TELL YOU KITTIES THEY ARE AFTER MY BLOOD!!! Mom needed to disregard their email.  But did she? Noooooooooo...........................

My appointment isn't until October 4th (Mom and "Dr.Smiley's Evil Assistant even agreed to have me come in FIVE DAYS EARLY....supposedly due to BATS.....BATS!!!!! Am I the ONLY ONE WITH A BRAIN AROUND HERE????) Kitties can you help me? PLEASE!!!

Love, Cody

FROM "MOM" on September 6, 2018. To everyone who read this post, THANK YOU!! Please know that this was ENTIRELY meant in complete fun!!! We LOVE our Vet (and everyone who works there), and are grateful for how fast they saw Cody when we thought something was wrong. We have been going to DePorre since before Cody and Dakota were ever with us (so maybe 16 or so years?) We have complete trust in them and are blessed to have them caring for our pets. The day that happened to Cody I was terrified, I waited a while to blog about it to be sure he was ok. I am thankful for how thorough "Dr.Smiley" (aka Dr.Lewis) was about running tests and all, and for the extra special care he took to make sure that Cody's legs, etc., were ok. I  completely respect  him and I trust his judgement, we care about him as if he was family! (We also adore a certain Receptionist there who has kitties that reviewed products for us!)  As for the bats, yep, they HAVE gotten into people's homes! That's the truth!!

Kitties! Help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ok my furiends! I need your help BIG TIME!!!!! I was pawing through my Mom's email and not only did I find ONE of these, I found MULTIPLE REMINDERS!!!

WE'RE EXCITED TO SEE YOU FOR YOUR NEXT VISIT!!! Please call us today to schedule an appointment for Cody

Dear Caren, Cody is due for some important medical care in July: • 3 Year Feline Rhino/Calici Vac due Sunday July 23, 2017 • 3 Year Feline Distemper Vac due Monday July 24, 2017 Please disregard this message if you have already scheduled your appointment. See you soon! DePorre Veterinary Hospital

	Then, they post this photo of a  COMPLETELY CRAZED LOOKING CAT!!!

KITTIES HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THAT GUY ABOVE 

LOOKS LIKE HE EITHER

OVERDID THE NIP

OR HAD ONE TOO MANY 

VACCINES!!!

The ONLY bright spot is that Mom is going to talk to "Dr.Smiley" and find out how necessary these vaccines are, (and this time I am NOT having both together if I have them, I got super sick last time when I had three together because Mom was an idiot and let me have all three together. This time there are only two, but Mom will still have them separated if I have to have them at all, but that means not ONE trip to the Vet but TWO!!! ).  Vaccines or no vaccines,  Mom says I HAVE to go to the Vet regardless because I need my yearly exam and I am in dire need of having my claws trimmed. Kitties, if your humans want to leave a comment telling me what you think of those vaccines I will pass it on to my Mom. Maybe I don't have to have them? Mom says she is going to call the Vet on Friday, so I need your help ASAP!!!!

Kitties I am BEGGING YOU!!! I do NOT want a re-enactment of this photo showing "Dr.Smiley" and his evil assistant in their evil laboratory! Just look at my paw above I wanted to WHAP them good!!!

HELPPPPPPPPPP!!

Love, Cody

We LOVE Our Vet! #ThankAVeterinarian Veterinarian Appreciation Day™

From Cat Chat With Caren and Cody: This post first appeared on June 18th, 2016. Along with today being Father's Day, it is also Veterinarian Appreciation Day! Please enjoy our post from last year!

Hi all it's Cody! Today is a special day!! Today is the day I get to say "Thank You" to my Veterinarian, better known as "Dr.Smiley!"

Yeah, yeah, I know what you are thinking, "How in the world is this guy actually THANKING the Vet for the torture that they put us through?"

A Veterinarian's work is super hard, especially for MY Vet. Above all else, he has to put up with my babbling Mom. I know "Dr.Smiley" is thrilled when my Dad takes Dakota to the Vet and Mom doesn't come, because when I go to the Vet, Mom is there EVERY TIME and NEVER stops talking!

Don't get me wrong my furiends, I don't like being poked and jabbed either, but when I am home and stop to think about it, I know it is all for my own good. Dakota seems to LOVE going to the Vet as evidenced by the photo below (it's an old one, I don't use that carrier anymore, I have a nice new one!).

 I guess what Dakota loves about Dr.Smiley is the fact that he is kind, compassionate and caring, I have to admit, I love that about him too. Even if I don't look like I do!

He always gives my Mom good and honest advice.  There are MANY, MANY times that he has gone above and beyond, returning Mom's frantic calls,  even when he was on vacation.

I don't adore going to the Vet the way Dakota does, but I know it is for my own good, so, I want to take a moment and say THANK YOU "Dr.Smiley" WE LOVE YOU!!!

If you aren't as lucky to have a fabulous Veterinarian as we are, check out the  Four Tips To Find The Perfect Veterinarian . 

Love, Cody

Happy #WorldVeterinaryDay !!

Hi my furiends!! It's Cody!!

Today is a super special day! Now I know that many kitties and woofies cringe when they hear the word "V-E-T", but I gotta tell ya, we would be in deep cat litter if we didn't have a good Veterinarian! Dakota and I are blessed to have one of the best! Today is World Veterinary Day  a day when I can give my Vet and his associates a high-paw and tell them all how much I love them!

From the World Veterinary Association:

Veterinarians are a special group of health care professionals and scientists because they prevent disease in animals and treat animals of all kinds around the world.  Healthy animals also contribute to happier and healthier people.

In 2000, the World Veterinary Association initiated World Veterinary Day on the last Saturday of April each year to bring attention to the many ways veterinarians contribute to the health and well-being of animals and people around the world.  Most people know veterinarians as the “animal doctors” for our pets, livestock, horses, and a variety of more diverse animals such as zoo animals and exotic pets such as birds, reptiles, and small mammals.

 I know that my Vet (and the staff at DePorre Veterinary Hospital), love me and are always looking out for me.  Our Vet is gentle, caring and kind. He always tells Mom and Dad about what a "great cat" I am and that makes me purr with delight!

I started going to the vet when I was just a young kit and I remember the day like it was yesterday! Dr. "Smiley" (he is REALLY Dr.Lewis!), got the biggest kick out of me! He pulled out a pen and let me play with it while I was on the exam table, and he told my Mom "This one is FEARLESS!" He went on to say, "this can be a good thing or a BAD thing!"

This photo is from 2013
Before DePorre moved into their "new digs!!"
And before Dr.Lewis had his beard!

Thankfully it turned out to be a GOOD thing!

When I was neutered all of the lady Vet Techs fell in love with me and called me their "cuddle bug." They said that all I wanted to do was cuddle!!

Dr.Lewis always has time to talk to my Mom and always helps ease her worries, he always gives her the best advice. Two years ago when I had my mysterious illness, he helped calm my Mom down (trust me that is no easy task!), and he was in constant communication with her. Mom, Dad, Dakota and I would be lost without him!

Mom, Dad, Dakota  and I consider our Vet to be an important member of our family! Dr.Lewis used to care for Grandpa Bobo and he helped him cross the bridge. He helped Mom know when it was "time" to help Grandpa Bobo on his journey. When Mom felt guilty adopting me a mere two weeks after Bobo left her, Dr. Lewis said, "You aren't REPLACING Bobo, no cat could ever do that. You are making NEW memories with a NEW cat. Bobo would want you to give the same love to another cat that you gave to him." Those words helped my Mom more than he probably even knows!

We are truly blessed to have such a professional, caring, and knowledgeable Veterinarian and the other Vets, Technicians, Receptionists, etc. at DePorre Veterinary Hospital , are pretty darned good too!

Today we salute our Veterinarian (who deserves a medal just for putting up with our babbling, hyper and over concerned Mom!) and the staff at DePorre Veterinary Hospital, as well as Veterinarians all over the world!!! Thank you for all that you do!

Love from,

Cody

My Cat Offers 3 Tips On How To Avoid: Take Your Cat To The Vet Day #Cat2VetDay

Hi my furiends!!! It's Cody and as many of you already know, today is *******(Bring or Take) Your Cat to the (dreaded) Vet Day better known as Mom, Dad,  "Dr.Smiley" and his evil assistant get a good laugh day at MY expense!

******* (According to Days of the Year it is "Take Your Cat To The Vet Day",  catvets.com  is referring to it as "Bring Your Cat To the Vet Day" the message is the same!)

This photo is from a previous visit to Dr.Smiley's Evil Laboratory
Just for the record, Dr.Smiley and Gabby
are really NOT evil!!! 

Well, this is ONE CAT who is NOT going to the Vet today, and who managed to avoid that sordid experience last Wednesday when I was scheduled, (mind you, the operative word here is "scheduled") to go to the Vet for my annual Rabies shot. (Maybe I need to remind them that I am an INDOOR cat, I AM NOT A DOG!!!!! )

Anyway kitties, if YOU want to avoid a trip to the Vet, let me tell you how I got out of my appointment! You can take these tips and apply them to your own house, or come up with better ones of your own!

TIP #1 BE OBSERVANT!!!

It all started last Tuesday night. I was minding my own business, resting on a chair during the dark and quiet wee hours of the morning trying to drown out the relentless droning of Big Brother After Dark that Mom is obsessed with. My PTU (Personal Transport Unit for those who haven't been blogging long), is always kept in the living room with BOTH doors open. I will often slink into it's cozy, furry, blanket padded depths to get some much needed slumber. That night/morning something unusual happened. The rotund one actually moved off of the couch and closed one of the doors on my PTU. I WAS ON HIGH ALERT!!!! KITTIES! THAT IS A WARNING!! THAT MEANS YOU ARE GOING TO THE VET AND THEY ARE LEAVING ONE DOOR OPEN AT THE TOP SO THEY CAN PUT THROW YOU INTO YOUR PTU AND LOCK YOU IN FOR WHAT FEELS LIKE FOREVER!!!!!! I was beginning to formulate a plan, but didn't want to act prematurely. I  decided to see what else would happen that was out of the ordinary, and if strange things continued, I would spring into action!!

TIP #2 WATCH FOR A CHANGE  IN ROUTINE!!!

Normally, every morning I am on the couch getting MORE much-needed rest, (I am already fed because Dad gets up early to feed Sheltie boy and I while Mom snores away.) Mom usually says good morning to Sheltie Boy and then forgets that I exist. Well, last Wednesday after her usual morning greeting, Mom walked over to me and started petting me and cooing. Then, I heard her start telling Dad, "I hope he stays there, this will be MUCH EASIER." ONCE AGAIN, I WAS ON HIGH ALERT!!!  "THIS WILL BE MUCH EASIER?" I KNEW WHAT THAT MEANT!!!! I strolled into the kitchen and figured if I showed Mom and Dad my ample belleh, (which they LOVE to pet), they would be so overcome with my adorableness that they would be distracted.

 More talk followed...Mom said "Oh no!! He's off of the couch! He will soon disappear and I won't find him!!" I WAS OUTTA THERE!!!!!

TIP #3 BEGIN TO PUT YOUR PLAN INTO ACTION

Find the MESSIEST closet or room in the house and GET THERE FAST!!!!!!

Observe the photo above. My hiding spot of choice is in the messy closet that is in Mom's our office, (that she never uses). That white closet door doesn't open properly for humans, which is PURRFECT for me! That pink PTU was Angel Bobo's, (why she got a pink PTU for a male cat is beyond me, but I digress....) and I love to sleep there. When I go there, I feel Angel Bobo's spirit, and I know that  I am SAFE! Mom can't fit her fat-filled arms into that tiny space to get me because the door on the PTU opens TOWARDS her. I can get in, but SHE CAN'T!!!

I waited til I heard Mom say, "I don't feel like, stressing Cody or myself out today, I can't reach him when he is in Bobo's carrier, it's much too hard.   I am going to reschedule his appointment. It's just a shot and it can wait." 

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!!!

Once I heard Mom on the phone with Dr.Smiley's evil assistants saying something about "being stupid because she forgot to barricade the closet", and I heard something about  rescheduling, I waited til I noticed that  the chauffeur,  Dad,  had left to run errands. Once he was out of the house I knew I was safe!!!! Mom re-scheduled the appointment for the end of August, thankfully, TOTALLY forgetting that August 22nd is (Take or)  Bring Your Cat to the Vet Day! At about 8:30 am (which would have been more than enough time to stuff me into my PTU had Mom not already canceled the appointment), I   nonchalantly strolled out of the closet and went back....WHERE? Why the COUCH of course!!!

YAY FOR ME!!! I AM "VET-FREE" til the end of August!!! Kitties you MUST try these tips yourself!!!!

FROM THE MOM: While Cody DID successfully sabotage a trip to the Vet he is by NO MEANS out of the woods! He WILL be going to the Vet at the end of the month!!! In our house we are firm believers in "wellness visits", (going to the Vet for check-ups when all is fine, and not waiting for an illness or a crisis to present itself), and keeping up with required vaccines.

Infographic courtesy of   Cat2VetDay

Wellness visits are important because they can often detect problems that could be cropping up. By catching a potential problem EARLY it can help avoid some costly vet bills! Preventative care is important for humans and it is equally as important for our cats (and dogs!!!) 

FROM CODY: Ok, so Dr.Smiley isn't really so bad, he is quite nice really, but I am not thrilled with being called overweight and getting poked, prodded and having a shot, even if I DO know how important it is. So kitties, what have YOU done to escape going to the Vet? Share YOUR tips because I can always use a few new ones!!

Oh and my FINAL tip for today?

KITTIES....WATCH YOUR BACK!!!!!!!!!!

Love, Cody

Crazed Silver Gray Tabby Cat Makes a Break for It At Vet!

Got your attention didn't I?

Furiends! It's Cody and I need your help BIG TIME!

I overheard my Mom talking to my Dad a few days ago. Kitty and woofie furiends, you  will NEVER believe what I heard! Mom and Dad are planning on TRICKING ME!!! Yep, you heard me correctly, my Mom and Dad are gonna pull a fast one! Or so they think!

Here's the litter dirt... many of you remember that a few weeks ago I decided to put myself on a self-imposed diet.  What Mom and Dad didn't know, was that I was tired of everyone making fun of my ample belleh, so  I decided to take matters into my own paws and cut back on my food.

 I was gonna be controlled about it, nothing drastic, so I just stopped eating for a bit. Furiends, that was part of my weight loss plan! Mom and Dad didn't know this, but I DID! Well, it back-fired and Mom and Dad stuffed me into my PTU and took me to the Vet to see "Dr. Smiley."

What Mom and Dad didn't know at the time was that "Dr.Smiley" was off gallivanting in his home town, so I was left in the paws of his youthful ward assistant, "Dr ---" you can guess her name,
 ( she is a Vet by day and by night she and her Veterinarian furiends sing "What Does The Fox Say?")


This is where all of the drama started.  Furiends, Dr. Smiley's youthful ward stole my blood (and didn't like what she saw), AND she had her evil sidekicks put me on a table to take photos of my belleh (what kind of freaks are they???) Then, they had the nerve to tell Mom and Dad to take me to the Emergency Vet which was even worse!!! They also poked, prodded and  shaved the furs on my beautiful belleh! Furiends, I was so humiliated that it  has taken me WEEKS to pull myself together enough  to tell you the sordid tail tale! The Emergency Vet put some cold disgusting stuff (kinda like that hairball gel), on my belleh so they could take even MORE pictures!!   To think I thought that Mom constantly trying to take pictures of me was bad, this  horrible furiends! I thought if I hacked once it would stop them, but my valiant effort was for naught!

When they stole my blood they said they think I have hypercalcemia (and I don't even drink milk! MOL!)  After they had me at the Emergency Vet for what seemed like all of my nine lives, I was sent home with pills to... ready for this? MAKE ME EAT! Me! The kitty kibble machine was being FORCED to eat! It was a dream come true! Trust me kitties, NEVER put yourself on a diet without telling your pawrents, if you do, you will be carted off to the vet like I was!

Furiends, do you believe that "Dr.Smiley" told Mom that he wanted to be contacted in his evil out-of-town location, to be kept up-to-date as to what was transpiring with me? Now he does his plotting out-of-town? You have GOT to be kidding!

When I got home I made sure to end that diet and I started eating with my usual gusto without the pills that were supposed to make me eat!!! I thought that the fact that  I was consuming my usual copious amount of food would prevent my having to go back to see "Dr. Smiley", but obviously, I thought wrong.

 A couple of days ago I  was perched on the couch minding my own business eavesdropping,  when I overheard Mom and "Dr.Smiley" on the phone plotting their evil plan to steal MORE BLOOD!

Doesn't he get enough? What kind of sicko is he? If he needs iron, can't he go and eat some liver or something, preferably NOT mine??!! "Dr.Smiley" said my hypercalcemia could be caused by any number of things (one of them is bad), but "Dr.Smiley" thinks I might be like many kitties who are hypercalcemic and they might never find out what the cause is. Mom and Dad are crossing their paws that is the case.

So, it appears that later this afternoon either Mom or Dad is gonna grab me and stuff me in my PTU yet again.....and take me back to "Dr.Smiley's" evil laboratory where they will steal more of my blood, and then have it sent out via a giant black crow,  mailed out,to be tested. "Dr.Smiley" said we should have the results within about five to seven days.

Furiends, I need your help big time!!!
1) Help me plan an escape at the Vet before they can take more blood!!
2) Cross your paws that if they catch me, I am one of the kitties that they never know why I have hypercalcemia!!!

Kitties and Woofies! I am counting on you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I feel fine! I am playing, eating, peeing, pooping, EVERYTHING! What more do they want from me??

 HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Love,
Cody


FROM THE MOM: hypercalcemia can be quite serious and by no means am I not somewhat EXTREMELY worried. The only reason I am allowing Cody to joke about it, is because when I spoke to Dr.Smiley the other day, he told me that HE is NOT worried about the results....Dr.Smiley cared for Angel Bobo for many years before Cody was ever born, and we trust him implicitly. While trust doesn't mean that we are expecting the blood test to come with perfect results, it does mean that if Dr.Smiley tells me he isn't worried about it, then I am doing my best not to worry too!!! Also, finding humor in a tense and worrisome situation helps take the "edge" off of all of us in Cody's family, and if I am laughing, it will enable Cody to be less tense.

A Crisis Averted!

As many of you know, Cody suffers from allergies.  He is on a veterinary diet, but I am inclined to think, and the vet will be revisiting this, that his allergies are in fact, seasonal and not diet related. Approximately every three months Cody breaks out in miserable "hot spots", red, oozing patches on the top of his head, just above his ears.

If you look at Cody's head
you will see the "evil hot spot"

When Cody has a flare up the vet begins a course of Prednisolone which  often involves approx. 10 days of pills.

In our household, I am the "piller." My husband does not know how, nor is he comfortable "pilling" a cat. **Note:this is particularly upsetting because Cody is easier to "pill" than any cat I have ever seen. You simply trick him with food, grab him and plop the pill in his mouth. Cody is food-obsessed and it works like a charm, EVERY TIME.

A week or so before BlogPaws, I was obsessed with Cody's head, knowing it was nearing time for him to have another flare-up. I was on the alert.  My husband was a wreck. He kept telling me to "quit putting this out in the Universe." Every time poor Cody just passed within my view, I would say "Let me look at your head!" Two nights before I was to leave for BlogPaws it happened. The evil "hot spot" appeared. I promptly went into maniac mode.

I paged my vet, who, being the angel that he is, promptly returned my call. I began crying and shrieking  "Cody is having another flare-up, I am scheduled to leave for a conference in the next two days and my husband cannot pill a cat! What am I going to do?" I had missed last years conference due to a kidney stone attack and there was no way I was going to miss the conference two years in a row.

Vet to the rescue! He had me bring Cody in first thing in the morning. While waiting, I noticed changes that had been made to their remodeled facility.

I couldn't tell you if the Feliway worked, because Cody is quite good at the vet and always has been. I did like the effort on the part of our vet to make their environment more comforting to the cats that visit that are much higher strung than Cody. Cody has thankfully always been a "take things in stride" kind of cat, mostly if there is food involved!

While I waited for the vet to enter the exam room, I  surveyed the new "cat friendly" decor:

And...it was time to test it out with Cody who wasn't impressed with the "new digs" at all! 

It was mean Mama who put him up on the ledge, he did NOT go there willingly!

Cody wanted NONE of this new "cat-friendly" exam room. He disliked it so much that he actively sought out the comfort of his PTU.


Before shooting this video Cody DID get back in the PTU because I had left the PTU door open! After unceremoniously "dumping" him on the table, I locked the PTU door to prevent a re-entry!

But Cody wasn't going to give up!

"I know I can get in here!"

"It has to open, I know it has to!"

"Now where did that latch go?"

"They got me...I'm trapped"

And then we got him!

Thankfully all turned out well, Cody was given a steroid shot (which normally we don't use, but due to my husband not being able to "pill" him, we had no choice.)

Cody returned home,  I left for BlogPaws the following morning in TEARS because I had never left home with one of my pets not being well.  I was even more upset than I would have been leaving under normal circumstances.

Cody's Dad did a great job on "head patrol." I called numerous times a day for updates, and aside from a few terrifying  "I'm not sure how his head is" reports, when I returned home he was completely healed!

A Crisis Averted!