Sunday, February 28, 2010

I vet you can't guess how NOT fun it was

So Mom did the unthinkable Saturday: She took us to the vet.
The torment of the vet is twofold. Not only is there the absolute terror of being at the vet, but there's the car ride to and from.
So on the way there I did my usual total misery scream the whole time. Mom had Mega and me in the same cage. She thinks it will make us happy to be together. It doesn't.

It yoosully makes me feel better but this time I made some sad cries on the way. On the way back I just looked at Mom thru the cage cracks.

So we get there and it smells all funny. We go in a room and Mom lets us out. "Sweet!" I think. I'm wrong.
A lady comes in and is all petting us and stuff. Then she takes me out of the room and makes me stand on something and expects me to stay there. Dummy. I guess it was a scale: I'm 12 pounds.

I thought the lady was alrite. It was a neet room. I 'splored and just chilld. I'm 13 pounds.

So then ANOTHER lady comes in and by this point I've been shaking and crying the whole time and Mom keeps petting me but that doesn't really make me feel better--she's the one who brought us here.

The other lady poked her fingers all in me and stuff and told Mom I need to lose some wate. Pssht. We'll see about that.

The lady poked me too. Then she totally embarrased me by telling Mom I have a big bowel movement coming. Who says that?! Then she gave me a shot in my hip area, but I couldn't even feel it. Then she left me alone but I was still super scared.

The first lady came back and took me out of the room and then some guy did unspeakable things to me. Mom had told the ladies I was deprezed sometimes--its troo. So I didnt get the shot I got the violatshun insted. The guy put a needle in my place where I stor my yello likwid. Then he poked a needle in my neck and took some red stuff. I was not so happy by the time I got back in the room with Mom. She showed me the cage and I was happy to go back in.

Finally we left and I cried all the way home. It was great to be home though. But for the rest of the day I felt all achey and tired. I slept in my cat bed and didn't eat much. I'm better today though.
I did hear the lady say I needed my teeth cleaned and then she proceded to mention anesthesia and stuff. I hope Mom doesn't take me back for that. That would suck.


Jazpurr & Meg

Friday, February 5, 2010