Casey's View of the World

Trauma...

I was sitting on the couch, making myself beautiful as usual and minding my own business when my short blonde human suddenly scooped me up and tried to put me in the carrier.

I'm a slippery kitty when it comes to the carrier so did my usual squirm and slip out several times before she got me inside. Short blonde human then took me to the vet. I knew things were going to be bad when we came in the door and a big yellow dog jumped up and started barking at my carrier. Not fun! I told my human she should take me home but she wouldn't listen.

The vet herself would have been very nice - if it weren't for the needles in my bum and the poking at my teeth. She told my human I'd have to come back so that she could do a thorough job of poking at my teeth and maybe even take one out! I don't think I am in total agreement with that plan. My short human says that I'll get to eat nothing but Fancy Feast for 10 whole days. That sounds good but I"m thinking there's a catch.