The cats and I had a minor disagreement yesterday. I thought they should get into their carriers for the annual trip to the vet. They thought I should BACK THE HELL OFF! I eventually prevailed — they drew blood only once — and got through the ordeal. But now they’ve forgotten all about it, and I won’t be over the trauma till Halloween. Wonder if Ican find a vet who makes house calls.
The annual traumaSeptember 5, 2008