Poor Edwina! I hope she is feeling better after such a stressful time at the vet's. My two boys are scaredy cats at the vet and try to disappear into the farthest corner of their cat carriers, and we literally have to dump them out. They just sit on the table like little angels, too scared to move.

My daughter's ragdoll, on the other hand, is just like Edwina and Scooter. He even has a "bad attitude" sticker on his chart. Unfortunately he isn't an extremely lovable guy even at home. The first vet they went to had a hard time examining him, just like with Scooter. She managed to get through the exam but called him "a brat" to one of the vet techs. That didn't sit too well with my daughter. Nowadays my daughter takes him to a "cats only" vet, and although he still has a "bad attitude" sticker on his chart at least these people seem to understand him a little better.

I have two postcards on my refrigerator right now reminding me that it's time for Trevor and Andy's routine visit. The worst part about this upcoming appointment will be getting them in the carrier.