That sounds like Abby. She hates to be picked up and held. She likes to snuggle, but only when she wants.

I hate taking Abby to the vet. A couple of times I have had to cancel appointments because I couldn't get her into the cat carrier. I leave mine out for a few days before I need it, but somehow - she knows.

I keep all the bedroom doors closed so she can't hide under the bed, and hope for the best.

When I get to the vet, she has been meowing the whole way, and I'm all stressed out too. They always manage to give her shots and clip her claws, the vet techs know how to manage squrmy, fighting cats. Abby dosn't get nasty at the vet, but she squirms. And the vet and tech are so gentle - I wish I knew how they do it. When I try to give medicines and clip claws myself it's like the cat has grown 4 extra paws.

I think you are doing what I do when faced with taking Abby to the vet - worrying too much. I worry for days before, but it usually goes smoothly once I get her in the cat carrier and make the drive. Relax, and maybe Calvin will relax a little bit too.