February 23rd 2014 10:10 am
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So I've been telling mom all the time that I don't want her to leave and that I miss her, and that she needs to hang out with me 24/7. So Mom came up to me on Friday and was like, well then, do you want to go to work with me?? I didn't say no, but I soon found out what work meant.
It meant a 15 minute car ride (which was pretty scary!! I hid under my blanket because I thought it was safer under there. When we got to moms work I thought maybe it was all over and that it was safe to come out. Mom even asked me to come out, I thought I could trust her... Instead when I came out mom plopped me into another cage!! One with big bars!! Mom brought our bed from home, that was the only thing I recognized so I laid on it with my chin over the edge making the saddest face I could. I continued that position for most of the day. Moms coworker even came by and put a catnip pouch on my head, it stayed there for at least half an hour, maybe longer!! Till mom came to take a picture (she apparently finds this torture amusing) then it fell off. Mom even offered treats throughout the day and I refused to give into this temptation.
Blade at the vet
is it time to go home yet?
4 hours later mom came to get me, I tried to stay in the cage, I didn't want to go see the humans that have been bugging me all day! Mom got me out anyway, I clung onto her for dear life, one paw on either side of her neck, I didn't plan that very well cause I was trying to get to her shoulder to use it as a launch pad to get away. Everyone was like "aww he's hugging you". Mom brought me to the doctor who pocked and prodded me and said "he is in perfect shape, he's very fit!!", then he stabbed me with a needle and was done with me.
How do our pawrents get away with doing this to us?? Luckily grandma came to save me, and brought me home. At least the scary car ride brought me somewhere safe.
I'm very glad the ordeal is over, now I can eat, play, and get the attention I well deserve.
Mom says its really odd how depressed I was. I don't go to the vets often but usually I warm up fairly quickly. But then again I used to have Moppie to keep me company, maybe having him there helped me feel more comfortable about being there.
Anyways you can all have headbonks now that I am back safely home.
Ps. Sorry I gave up on making a proper photo link. It's been too long, and the coder I used to use is not working...
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BLADE dood~ We know how it iz when ya ain't come 'round here 'n furget'z stuff, meowmy doe'z it too~ Golly gosh, I so happy U got outta dat V-E-T in one peice~ Dey r'nt kind sometimes, but we had a furry good one back in Ft Worth, but now we here in San Antone 'n not been or gotten one. Anyfur, U looked soooo sad 'n Mallee jus' cried fur ya~ Her not like to see sad kitt'z at all~!
Purrs our grand 'n pawsome furiend 'n BEEG huggies to Ur meowmy too~!
Milo, Mallee, 'n Angel Smokey Joe too
What a dirty trick of your Mom to play on you. 'Want to go to work with me?', right. You'd think she worked at a nice place, like a gourmet restaurant or the little fish shop, but not the vet! Poor Blade. I'm glad you're OK.
Poor little nephew. I wish I could have kept you company. Maybe your mom should take bunny along next time.
Loves a lot.
MOL, thanks for taking my side and not Moms!! It was definitely not nice of mom to trick me like that. Next time I'll ask Mom to bring the bunny along too, that will keep things more entertaining.
Sorry you had a scary vet visit... A bunny sibling, that sounds fun!