How I Met My Vets...
May 19th 2012 5:57 am
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I began to become suspicious when all of the things I am not allowed to play with disappeared from the big cabinet I am not allowed to play in. Then, in April, I got something called a microchip which hurt a little bit, but not too much. Then I heard mommy counting the numbers associated with my microchip and she said, "yep, 15 the scanners can read it in Europe." EUROPE? We live in Mexico...then it hit me; we are going to move! However, it seems we are not moving once, but 2 times. First, we will go back to Florida to see mommy's mommy and Bandit and Fluffy (not too thrilled about this; yes they are my brofurs, but I am a Tortie and as such REALLY like being an only cat- I get 100% of mommy's attention and at my age I deserve that- after all I am a queen). I don't mind travel, it's kind of stimulating and I always travel in the cabin at mommy's feet, and I sleep most of the flight anyway...but sheeesh! I have said it before, cats are NOT meat to fly like birdie snacks, and if I get frisked again, someone will bleed!