Took two out of three of my cats to the vet this evening. Getting them in their respective pet carriers was a bit of a chore, well for one of them it was. At least we have separate carriers now instead of one; imagine trying to get two cats into one carrier. You get one in the other gets out.
While sitting in the waiting room there was a lady complaining that her kitten was having a seizure. So the vet asked her if she smokes pot and blows the smoke in the kitten's face. I didn't hear her answer, but she had this "I didn't know blowing smoke from a joint into an animals face was bad for it" look on her face. Needless to say there was a few people that were really annoyed with this ladies stupidity; myself included. Then again I don't live with her so I don't know what the deal is.
Once it's our turn is up things go rather smoothly. The cats hiss here and there (you wouldn't be too happy either if someone stuck a thermometer up your rear either; unless your into that sort of thing) otherwise they were pretty well behaved. Lucy my youngest cat was the first to get checked out. He got his temperature taken, weighed (10 lbs.), his heart checked out, and received his shots. Princess got the same treatment Lucy received, however she weighed in at 17 pounds; I think she might have lost a pound or two. We also got a laxatone for her since she has a hard time with hairballs.
At Least It's Finished
4 years ago
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