I thought that they were kind of interesting
because the doors were open.
So it seemed safe as I climbed over it. Oops, it wasn't safe.
I was trapped...
I tried to get my squillion Charlie
to help me get out of this PTU
but he wasn't able to help me.
He just couldn't make his feet open the box.So we were put into the white VW
that my Lap Lady named after Skeezix.
After complaining the whole way, here we are at the vet.
I was meowing as loudly as I could.
See, my mouth is wide open complaining.Then I was taken by my own Lap Lady into "that" room.
We both went into room #1.
I was actually being very brave.
Poor Willow was almost frozen with fear.
But I am 10, and will be 11 in August,
so I have been to visit this particular vet
at least 10 times for my annual visit.
So, I really did quite a bit of exploring.
I looked at my Lap Lady's purse and it smelled like home.
I also walked all around Room #1.
My vet said that she found ginger tabbies, such as myself,
to be more outgoing than some other kitties in strange places.
She told me that I had great teeth for my age,
not so much tartar as she would have expected.
I liked seeing her a lot because she was very nice.
Therefore, I quit complaining so loudly and even purred a little bit! But I was very happy to go back home
and clean that V-E-T smell off of myself!
I also had to have a blood test and it was not fun.
I kind of embarrassed myself at that point
so the assistants had to wash me from the waist down.
I did quite a bit of cleaning when I got home.
I'm glad we're done with that visit this year!
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