I have to take the cats to the vet this morning!!! In fact I have only 20 minutes before I venture downstairs to find two angry cats who have spotted their baskets and the fat that they are having (in effect) a lock in. (obviously no booze at this one).
They've already sussed something is up..
Kind of wish that it was a Goodie Vet I was going to cause then at least I'd have Tim to comfort me when ginger Joey decides he's had enough of the vet and the only escape route is onto my back! Seriously; claws out and he's up my arm- it HURTS!
And I've been blackmailed into this! Because I live at home for free I have to do some things for my mum and dad. My mum just doesn't want Joey's claws in her.
Poppy isn't so bad she just sulks all day.
*Starts to cry like Tim* I don't want to go to the vet!!!
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The update:
It was fine! Despite the cat eyeing my shoulder up on several occasions, I was able to prevent him from climbing my arm!
Poppy is still not talking to me as I had her scent glands cleared and it wasn't pleasant!!!
But that horror is over for a year now and I made friends (well bought their friendship) by giving them some tasty cat food when we got back!!
Mood - Scared
Music - the sound of cats scratching at the cat door!
Im_a_Teapot
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