A trip to the vet

A few days ago, I had to go to the vet. My family was saying something about how I hadn't been spayed, and it needed to be done. So, Mom made an appointment for Friday morning.

I wasn't able to eat anything on Thursday night- the food was picked up. On Friday, Mom put my in a crate, and we drove to the vet. I did good in the car- I wasn't too noisy or anything. When we got to the vet, I was a little nervous. I dug my claws into Mom's shoulder while she was carrying me, and did the same for the girl who took me from Mom.

She took me into a different room, and then I got real sleepy and decided to take a nap. When I woke up again, I was in a cage with a few other cats and dogs around. My stomach kinda hurt, and I was pretty groggy. After a little while, Mom came and picked me up, and we went back home.

I slept for almost all of that day and night. Sister offered me some food and water, but I didn't feel like having any. The next day I was feeling a little better. I had some food and water, but still spent most of the day sleeping. Two of those silly dogs, Cindy and Zoe, kept staring at me.

Today I'm feeling better, but still a little sore and sleepy. I just take it easy and sleep a lot. Cindy's still staring at me. I climbed behind some pillows on a bed to try to get away from her for awhile, but she jumped up on the bed so she could see me!

My claws aren't as sharp as they were. Maybe the vet gave me a pedicure. I'll be getting them sharpened back up soon!

Talk to you all later!
~Georgie~