Calvin, the cat I cannot hold, went to the vet today. The last time I had him trapped inside a carrier was in May 2002 when I brought him home. Needless to say, I was worried!
I bought a special top loading carrier for him because there was no was to stuff him into a vari-kennel even if I would place it door-side up. Since I can only hold onto him for about 5 seconds, I made sure he was in the same room with the open carrier. I grabbed, stuffed, slammed! He's in! Took him only moments to realize there was no escape and pannicked. But thankfully calmed down rather quickly.
Well, he was a perfect (petrified) gentleman. They clipped his nails and gave him his shot, took his tempoerature, weighed him (12 pounds) and not a whimper from him. Although he did have himself curled in a tight little ball the whole time. Vet said his heart was racing!!!! but he got a clean bill of health and an approximate age of 5 to 6 years old (we did not know).
So.....won't have to worry about that for another 12 months. (6 months, if I still can't do his nails at home).
I am proud of you Calvin, I just hope you don't mistrust me for too long, now.
WHEW !!!