Hope everyone had a great weekend hanging out with their families and remembering all those who have served our wonderful country.
hehehe, the big guy is in the carrier, bye, bye Derby!
The big thing that happened over the weekend is that mum took me to the VET for my annual checkup.
I sang to her all the way there and you can see me all safely buckled in the seat.
Lately when I go to the vet or get to the vet, I become a very unhappy kittie. I growl and hiss all the time I am there. I had the first appointment of the day, no other kitties or woofies were there, but I still hissed and growled. They got me in the room and was gently tipped out of my carrier. I got my rooster shot but that was about it. I started fighting and getting ready to bite anybody. So Dr. M said he would skip the rest of the exam so no one would get hurt. I really showed them my CATITUDE!
The one thing mum wanted was to get my weight so they weighed the empty carrier on the woofie scale, then I very calmly walked back into the carrier and then they weighed the carrier with me in it. I am 15.5 pounds about what I was last year. Good fighting weight.
So we were done, mum paid the bill and took me back outside. Here you can see the outside of the clinic. Little, but good care, even if I am not happy when I am there.
So on the way home I sang to mum all the way back. Once we got home she let me out right away and I wandered off to have a long nap. I did get extra treats and all once I got home too.
He has been a crabilated, hissy cat since Caturday. Shessh, I have been there too, I didn't think it was that bad. He even hissed at the lady last night as she was sleeping. He was on the bed, she moved, he hissed. Get over it!