Mom tricked me and put me in this stupid little PTU this morning!
I am not going to go quietly! I will make a whole lotta noise!!
Oh no, the little room, it is the little room! Mom, mom, what is wrong with me? Why am I in the little room??
I will hide so the Dr. V-E-T can not see me! OH, THE HORROR!
It did not work. He saw me any way and I had to have my annual exam. Here is what happened:
1. I got a rabid shot -- why, I say? I am not rabid??
2. My bloods were stolen! -- Dr. V-E-T says I am a "senior" this year because I will be 10, so stealing bloods is recommended. (1/7: Update....my bloods were all good and healthy, not like a cat of 10 years! I am still light on my toes and young! whoo hoo!)
3. I got poked EVERYWHERE! -- even in the most unladylike places!
I finally got home, and I am a very distraught Jelly Bean.
Mom! Where are my treats for going through this horror??