This morning Scott picked me up and tried to put me in the travel cage but I wasn’t going to have it! I did my best mad scramble – you know the one where all of a sudden it looks like you have twenty legs flailing wildly in all directions? I managed to break the expensive glass bowl on the dining table and almost knocked Scott’s MacBook Pro laptop on the floor. Not to mention the five deep cuts I inflicted on Scott’s hands!
Now, I know Scott’s an experienced cat handler but I just don’t think he was ready for my sudden violent outburst. I ran into the kitchen and managed to squirm out of Scott’s grip two more times! Hah!
He tried everything to get me in the cage – the red dot, my favourite bell toy, the feather on a stick – nothing was going to get me near that box again.
He then left me alone for a while and called the vet to say we might be a little late to have my stitches out.
A few minutes later Scott came slowly up to me. He was wearing thick rubber gloves and he held me very tightly as he shoved me in the cage and shut the door. I then hissed and growled like I had the devil inside me and slammed back and forth against the bars like those Velociraptors in Jurassic Park. Oliver and Ruby ran away from me when we came out of the kitchen.
I calmed down in the car and then when we were at the vet I put on my sweet face and all the nurses were going gaga over my gorgeousness. The vet then gently lifted me out of the cage and snipped off the two stitches on my tummy. The vet said I was the prettiest cat she had seen all day! Then I just casually walked back into the cage when it was all done.
I am keeping a wide berth from Scott today – I just don’t think he can be trusted!
I can’t wait to see what Oliver and Ruby do on Monday when they go to have their annual vaccination booster!