January 31st 2013 9:46 pm
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Yesterday mama tooked me to see Unkl Dr. Mike at Best Friends Animal Hospital. She sed sumthin bout "wellerness" and "rabbit shotters." I started worryin that I might turn into a rabbit with big old ears if Unkl Dr. gived me a rabbit shotter.
I did not like it very much when we got there. Mama had to pull me outta my carrier while the vet tech held onto the carrier. Then I mediately tried to go back in, but mama spun the carrier around and closed the door. I was kinda skared, but don't tell nobuddy. Mama wrapped me in a blankie, and we sat and waited for Unkl Dr. Mike.
Pretty soon Unkl comed in the room. Mama tried to tell him I had scaped, but Unkl knew I was in the blankie. I had to get lights in my eyes, a thingie poked in my ears, and my heart, lungs, and tummy examined.
Mama told Unkl Dr. bout the nuther vet lady sayin I was real fat. She told him it made her pretty mad. Unkl told mama they just started measurin kitties to figure out their BMI. What's a BMI? Oh, mama sez it means body mass index, and it tells if you are fat or not. The lady who showed Unkl how to do the measurin sed kitties should be asleep when they get measured because they would not behave. Well, I showed her! Mama and Unkl measured me, and I hardly wigglered at all. I got measured in a buncha places, and Unkl wrote down all the numbers on a paper. He thought auntie Serena could put the numbers in at the webbysite and print the results out for mama, but the webbysite was down, so we still do not know if I am fat or not.
The last thing Unkl did was give me my rabbit shotter. It did not even hurt. Finally, mama put my coat back on me and let me go in my carrier. I went right in thinkin all the peeples in the whole place could not pull me out again. I onliest had to wait while mama paid the bill, and then we got to come home. I was so happy when mama brought me in the house and opened my carrier door. Mama took my coat off, and then Peekie and I had some yummy kitty chow for dinner. After that I took a nice long napster.
This mornin it was all like it never even happened, and my ears are still little and pointy, not like a rabbit at all...
wow that sounds scary so glad it all went well and you are not turned into a RABBIT
Glad you're not becoming a bunny!
I think you're very dreamy and not fat at all!
I don't think you're fat! Glad that you're not turning into a rabbit either!
Mom is afraid Doc is going to say I need to go on a diet. Mom has no idea how she's going to do that. Gris is a rail. Zoe is underweight and I'm over. Maybe, it's because I eat their left overs. Mom says "you thank!"
Anyways, you don't look chubby to me. Not at all. And it's great you stayed a kitty. Otherwise Peekaboo wouldn't recognize you and maybe try to hurt you.
Gunnie U not fat~! If U be's fat den I be's fat too 'n mommy been a sayin' dat I gettin' kin'a chunky in da rumpy! uh a jiggle in ma middle? Coz I LOVE to eat~! But I purrty active!~ MOL! Glad to hear U got dat rabbit shot ofur wif 'n U did no change. Ur ears r still great!~ Oh 'n let us know how Ur BMI turned out. I may need one too! MOL~!
No you are not fat...why does vets always try to feel us and stick things in our ears, eyes and the other end...I don't get rabbit shotters, thank goodness I don't want to turn into a rabbit.
Seriously glad you made it through your vet visit and you are doing well...hugs to you
I'm furry glad you didn't turn into a rabbit, that would be crazy! You're not fat you're the purrfect weight! I'm also happy to hear that you had a good vet visit!