My Vet Trip by Manny

Today was a very strange day.  First off, when I did my poops this morning, Karen chased me out of the box before I could cover it up.  I didn't know what to make of that because I do usually do a pretty good job at covering if I say so myself.  Then, she scooped it out of the box but instead of throwing it in the big waste can like usual, she dumped it into a little plastic bag. 

Later, she was playing with me in the den as usual, but this time when I walked into that blue box with the gate on it that says "Pet Taxi" to get the catnip bag, she shut the gate on me!  I couldn't get out and then had a long, long car ride with Spunky Doodle on the floor of the back seat.  I didn't know what was going on.  I was just getting used to living here and liking it.  I was scared, very scared and let her know with my meowing.

It turns out we wound up at a place called Dr. Hart's Animal Hospital.  It was sort of nice laying in our cages outside but then when we went in, more animals came too.  Two dogs and two little kittens.  Oh, Karen gave the bag of my poops to some lady when we got there.  I never saw it again after that.

First, the vet lady pulled Spunky out and held her, looked and her teeths, poked in her ears and stuck her with a needle.  Then shoved her back in and it was my turn.  I hid under the towels that were inside the pet taxi but she found me anyhow.  She tried pulling me out and  I gave her my bestest growl, but that didn't scare her away!  She grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and pulled me out.  Then she held ME!  AAGGHHH!  I DO NOT LIKE TO BE HELD!  I was very afraid of this lady.  She said I weighed 12 lbs., looked inside my ears, looked at my sharp teeths and said they were a little yellow but that's okay.  Then she put the towel part way over my head by my face and poked me with TWO needles.  Spunky was only poked once.  Humf!   

I was very happy to get back home.  It was a very scary adventure, but Karen seemed happy when the vet lady said I didn't have parasites.  The vet lady asked what food I ate and told Karen to try cutting out the Meow Mix altogether.  She thought that's what makes my poops mushy.  She also said it may be because I'm stressed. 

I went to the litter box as soon as I got back.

(For a short slide show and Karen's perspective of our trip, check out http://www.zemeks.blogspot.com ("Taking The Cats to the Vet)