Mojo's Journal of Mayhem and Mischief

Vet trip today

So, today they shoved me in the big green box again. I was not happy, which I expressed by wailing and clawing everything, but they got me in there anyway and dragged me off to The Man With The Needles.

It really wasn't so bad. Mom and Dad were worried because I'd been puking every few minutes, and I didn't enjoy the puking much myself, so I could tolerate my antibiotics shot since I knew it would make me feel better. Sure enough, I'm home again and feeling much more like my old self.

Fever or not, though, I do NOT appreciate that little incident with the thermometer. At least slip me some tuna first, buddy.