So for the last two days I've taken to sleeping underneath the table by the front door. Mom of course is worrying that something is wrong.Pity she doesn't speak cat better as I'd be able to tell her that I'm just waiting for the vet to show up tomorrow. Now the poor human doesn't know that I know that the vet is coming to my house tomorrow. But not to worry, dear readers, I have it all planned out. As soon as the vet comes in, I'll make my escape down the hallway. All I have to figure out now is how to jump up high enough to press the elevator button.
Why is the vet coming? And...a vet who makes house calls? Wow.
ReplyDeleteCoyote..I know. Vets who make house calls. Is nothing sacred any more? This is most grevious to a feline.
ReplyDeleteMom has them coming for a wellness check and to have my bloodwork checked. Apparently I have a mysterious past and nobody knows much about me.
Well, at least your mom doesn't have to pack you into a carrier and take you to the clinic...Much nicer to have these things done at home.
ReplyDeleteIsn't Katie cute :)
ReplyDeleteAlicia, she is my first feline daughter and very much a girlie cat...so she would thank you for the compliment :)
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