I know what you mean, tuxluvr. Our two hate going to the vet. Borded them there when we went on trip. When I went to pick them up though they were not ready. I had even phoned to say that I was 10 minutes away. We had pre-apid the bill. The staff said that they could not get them in the carriers.

I went back to the kennel area and Lamoni recognized my right away. I said, "Want to go home?" No response. "Want to go see mommy?" "Meow!" (I get NO respect) he hppoed down and walked over to his carrier. He looked back at me and just stood there. "Trust daddy, Lamoni." He put his head in an sniffed. I helped him in and petted hime until he lay down before I close the door.

Fifi was ANOTHER matter ENTIRELY. I could pet her in the kennel cage OK, but the moment I tried to lift her it was like sticking my hand in a blender. No problem, realy. I had brought my gloves.

I used the "Torro" technique. Had the assistant cover the front of the carrier (door open) with a towel. I picked up Fifi and threw her (shoved mostly) in the direction of the carrier. The assistant whipped the towel out of the way at the last second and momentum did the work. Olé!

My buddy, "ThunderingBull" has lots of cats.

Inside cats = 5
Outside cats = 17 to 23

He also has two birds in the house (African Gray Parrot and a Nandea (SP) Conyer), along with a rabbit. The dog (Blue Heeler) comes in and out. He also raises eggs so he has about 40 chicken that are all over outside. The two horses never come in the house though.

Imagine his vet bill! I asked him how he gets them to the vet and his vet makes house calls. Well, farm calls actually.

Cindy and "ThunderingBull" went to school together at Kansas State School for the Blind. TB's wife is also blind and teaches piano and organ.