The cat had a rough weekend, and J & I wound up at the local pet store in the five minutes before they closed. I could tell, because there was a guy pushing a giant red vacuum cleaner around the store, leaving dirt and hair behind him; I remember that type of ineffectual vacuuming from when I worked in retail.
The cone purchase for Vera had to be figured out quickly. But as a quick add-on, I bought her kitty toothpaste along with a special toothbrush. Looks like this:
I was impressed by the honesty in the packaging. Check out this zoomed-in picture of the cat on the front label:
That white cat is totally cursing you out for even considering brushing her teeth. She's a forewarning of how terrible it will be when I brush Vera's teeth.