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They went to the vet yesterday.

Poor Eddie ... he wet himself ...
Edwina pooped in her carrier.

Today, Eddie does not want to eat ... is lounging in bed looking oh-so-terrible.

Edwina hissed, growled and was generally obnoxious at the vet.
Perhaps that is why she is fine today?
Poor Kids!

Boots da Kat (RB, ) never seemed to mind the his few early 'outings' in
the Vet-mobile
to get poked, prodded, and *shot* or neutered.
Even when he became a "frequent flyer" for his urinary problems, he was
always docile, and timid but friendly at the White Coats' offices.

And he traveled well in the family Bus - with only a string & snap for a "leash".
But *I* thunk he'd be *happier* in his own Porta-Prison ...
We went to the Vet one day and he "detoured" under the front seat in da Bus and
was a bit of a bother to *fish out* in the Vet's parking lot.
I dropped him at the Shop and headed out to secure his Porta-Prison.
It *LOOKED* big enough in the store ... HOW did da Kat get so BIG since I last saw him?

He allowed himself to be *stuffed* into his new travel box ONE time that day
to ride home from the shop ... amid tortured *HOWELS* and other un-Kat-like sounds.
And yes, he was DAMP, Dirty, and VERY Smellie by the time we arrived at the Ranch!

We tried Da Box one more time ... I got it out the evening before he had a
White Coat appointment ... big mistake!
Morning came and it was *Stuff da Kat inna Box* time ... when I realized
I hadn't SEEN da Kat since I pulled the Porta-Prison out the night before!

I finally found him (INside the Kliner chair) and attempted to *stuff* him into the carrier ...
I gave up, after we were stylishly late to his appointment, when all attempts to
*stuff* - head-first, feet-first, folded in half - had failed and I was bloodied
from the shoulders to the finner tips.
He jumped into da Bus happie as a Klam - wearing ONLY his string leash!

Debbie took one look as we walked into Doc Mike's office and said
"Looks like someone didn't want to come see us!"

I said no, he just objected to the mode of transport.

Hope Eddie recovers from his *funk* ... and doesn't get picked on by Miz Grump!