Laki, hahaha! Oliver sounds like he had a busy night. :D
Olympia, Mocha sounds so goofy weird. So wait . . . if you don't like dogs and you don't like cats, why are you going to be a vet? Try being a large animal vet?
Bekah, oh, I bet they were fertilized. I think you are just lucky. Or unlucky, depending on how you wanna look at it.
Crabby, I've had Prime for maybe 4 years now and I love it. It's worth it, at least to me.
So my cat Peggy loves attention so much that she didn't mind the vet at all. Purred the entire time. Then I put her in her harness while we waited in the lobby and she sat on my lap. Sat on my lap while my dad was in Starbucks too. And best of all, no ringworm! Just acne.
My old cat, Myrtle the tortie, had this reoccurring allergic dermatitis. When she first got it, we had just gotten Kelly Belle, a cocker spaniel (which I recommend only getting from a reputable and knowledgeable breeder because a lot of the poorly bred ones have a tendency to lash out unexpectedly aka cocker rage). We tried a lot of different things to help prevent the allergic reactions Myrtle was getting. We changed her plastic bowls to stainless steel ones, gave her flea and tick treatments in case they were irritating her skin, vacuumed the house thoroughly to get rid of dust mites, we changed her food to a better quality one, and we even ran her through a course of Prednisone, a powerful steroidal drug, every time she had a brake out.
Nothing seemed to get rid of that dermatitis permanently, or seemed the likely source of her irritation. The only major change we made that her dermatitis seemed to start after was introducing the dog, who loved to terrorize the poor cat as she was a hunting dog with a very strong prey drive. I guess she could have been allergic to the dog, or the constant stress of being in the home with such a beast could have lowered her immune system to the point where she became sensitive to normally non irritating sources.
She eventually started to loose weight and become very very weak and frail. We took her to our vet, who diagnosed her with advanced kidney failure. Sadly, she was so weak and so far gone, that it was more humane just to end her suffering. To this day, I think that cocker of ours contributed to the disease by lowering her immune system through the constant stress, thus allowing disease to take hold more easily. It wasn't the cocker's fault, she merely acted on her prey drive instincts which came from years of perfecting her breed, a hunting breed.