Hope you had a good week. Mine got off to a bad start.
Monday morning went like this:
Yeah, you guessed it. About 20 minutes later I found myself at this new vet clinic called Vets4Pets. New because it's the first time I've been there since moving to our new home in Essex. This vets practice was a lot bigger than our old one in London, but then I noticed it wasn't really big. It is actually inside Pets at Home, which is a large retail store for pets. This pet superstore provides everything that pets need to be happy and healthy.
Mum didn't buy me anything from the store. But that didn't concern me whilst there.
|Vet reception desk/area
We waited at reception for our 11am appointment. The good thing was that dogs wait on one side and the cats and small animals on the opposite side. The dogs are scary, but there was one tiny one that really thought he was something special. However, I'm bigger than him/her and if I hadn't been in my prison carrier I would have shown him who's boss.
In the photo below I'm in my carrier in the middle seat between Mum and Granny. You can see a bit of Granny in this pic. Look at all that kitty stuff on display. Some people really spoil their pets!
|With Gran at the Vets
No need to explain what's going on in this photo.
Later:I'm pleased to say that my consultation with the lady vet didn't last long. She checked me a bit and I hissed a little. She was a bit scared I could tell. Mum said that I wasn't dangerous and held me and stroked me to calm me down and I soon felt calmer. Mum spoke quietly and sweetly to me, kissing the top of my head. I tried to escape by sneaking behind the tap. But Mum caught me and put me back on the table. Then the booster needle went in 🙀
Ok, it didn't actually hurt that much and it was over in a second but I still wondered what would happen next. I panicked that Mum might leave me behind. So I tried to get away again as I didn't trust being inside the carrier. But Mum told me we were going home and I knew from her tone of voice that it was true.
The vet lady said I have to lose weight. Really, she had the nerve to call me fat and even said my head's too small for my body! And I thought she was quite nice up until she said that 😼
Mum agreed that I needed to lose weight! She told vet lady that she will be careful not to feed me too much from now on. And that there will be more exercise and playtime.
No more treats then 😿
I'm not worried though as I have means and ways of getting my own way. I know Mum is a soft touch when it comes to me.
For our Caturday Art today, Mum made me into a Comic Hero with this cowardly photo of me looking so scared. The theme is Comic Heroes from PicMonkey and the effect is Sketch
Before you go, check out this Instagram photo of me after we got back home. No words needed really.