Mom gets a holiday for Martin Luther King's birthday.
She was all happy to get a long weekend and even more happy when she got up this morning to give me my breakfast and shot (she forgot the shot) and then took a short nap. When she woke back up the sun was shining and it looked so nice outside.
I should've known. I saw her get the crate and put it on the couch. And she didn't forget the shot, she never gives me one before a vet visit.
She fooled me. Really, she did. I was napping on top of her chair and she picked me up and put me in the crate. Then, even worse, she took me to the garage and stuffed me in her car. I didn't like that so I pooped and peed in the crate.
I hid behind the bench Mom was sitting on while she talked to the dr about me. I only weigh 10.3 lbs now. I'm a handsome little devil! And the dr told her to get a sample of my pee but I peed it all out on our way over here. LOL.
She told Mom I was doing good and only have to get shots every 3 years now. Wonder why that made Mom happy? I'm the one that gets the shots and have to see that office cat Socretes that Mom likes to pet when I'm not looking. hisssssss
Happy Holiday if you got a day off!
The handsome devil