March 4th 2013 2:08 pm
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Taday, mama gotsa kitty carrier out. I knowed is BAD MEWS fur kitties. Mama try puttin' me ina carrier but NO WAY! I NOT GOING IN 'ERE! I 'scaped a few times, then I hided from mama. So, Ingen goed ina carrier & goed 'way. I WIN, I WIN!!! I beat mama. YAY FUR ME!!!
When mama & Ingen gots back, I hided. Mama & Ingen goed ina bedroom & was playin'. I could hear 'em. HEY, I WAN' IN!!! Mama let me ina room but I's still hidin'. I wasn' playin. Mama sitted ona floor & was snugglin' with Ingen. I really LUFF to snuggle. I watch but I's not comin' out, at furst. Fin'lly I coulnant stand it anymore. MAMA LUFF ON ME!! I comed out & mama's luffin' on me, THEN IT HAPPEN! She gots me ina baffroom! I gots no place to hide. Furs' mama putted my harness on. Well, tha's ok. I don' mind the harness. Then she pick me up & ho'ded alla my feets, putted me ina carrier & close the door. OH NO, I'S TRAPPED!! I YELLED at mama. I telled her I DON' WANNA GO! GET ME OUTTA HERE!!
Alla way ina car, whenefur mama talkin' to me--I YELLED at her. I's mad. When we gotsa the vet office. She open the door a lil bit was talkin' to me & pettin' me. You know what I did. I turn my back on her & woulnant efun look at her. I climb unner the clothes (mama puts her laun'ry ina carrier fur us) & hide. I dinnit efun care 'bout the barky doggy. I's mad.
We goed ina 'nuther room. Is jus' me & mama & a lady. Mama's gettin me outta the carrier. NO, I DON' WANNA GET OUTTA THE CARRIER!!! I was furry good. I dinnit scratch er bite er nuthin', efun when the lady was RUDE to me. She weighed me & I's 10.2 lbs. I'sa BIG HEALTHY BOY. I gots my 2 shots, then we goed home. I's home now & I furgived mama.
I HASTA furgive mama. How else I gonna go ona balcony? MOL
You need MY dr!!
we get NIP afterwards!!
I's remembers NIP!!
(But as Uncle Tigger used to say, WOAH!! That thermometer doesn't go THERE!!!)
Glad you survived buddy.
Mama's can be tricky, she fooled you this time. Next time you'll know better!
Glad you survived your vet visit. Your Mom is pretty tricky!
A tricky Mom indeed! And sneaky, too, MOL!
Glad you let her know your singing talents are purrfect and eloquent...
Those mamas! I hide too and run away and get very very slippery so she can't catch me. Poor Meep - he gets caught and sent to the v-e-t. Meowmie has to schedule special time for me and call in reinforcements to get me into the carrier. Must have to do with being a black & white tuxie (MOL).
Ohhhhh Sneeeky Mama!
Pops is sneeeky too. He brings those catainers out a week ahead. We start to relax and then one day we come for our treats and, SCRUFF, we are being held like kittens and, PLOOP, into the catainer, LATCH, doors close and that is that, my cat.
Well you are healthy and that is the most important part. Hope you got lots of snuggles and treats too.
Love your Green Scarf Dood!
You are one handsome Man-cat.