Well, um, this is embarrassing...
It had been 2 months since Elvira and I had our nails done, even longer, I think, since we had Revolution applied to fight fleas...
So Daddy Kiril tossed us in our carriers (with Elvira being her usual difficult to catch self) and took us on the bus to our vet.
We both enjoyed the trip, once in our carriers, a trip that now takes 3 buses, over an hour, instead of 1 bus and a short walk in the same amount of time.
When we get to the vet, though, I have always been a little, shall we say, "difficult", leading the vet and assistants to use a blanket to contain my crankiness.
This trip, though, I outdid myself.
Don't ask me why, but I wasn't in the mood to be co-operative and this led to, well...um...
a mess.
There's just no way to get around it...
when they tried to lift me out of my carrier I made a mess on the little carpet I lay on and made a mess of things...on me and on well...anyway...
At least daddy didn't witness my disgrace, being in the lobby.
By comparison Elvira behaved like a lady.
The techs washed and cleaned me up and then lightly sedated me long enough to do my nails and give me my dose of Revolution.
They put the carpet in a plastic bag so daddy could wash it later and sent us on our way.
When we got home my first order of business was to apologize to daddy and Elvira then engage in a lengthy, complete tongue bath.
VERY complete...if you get my drift.
I wish to completely, sincerely, apologize to all the nice people at our very fine vet for my behavior and if I ever get that difficult again I will apologize again, I promise (At my insistence daddy is emailing a link to this post to my vet).
Haha, that's okay, Sneakers... We all have a bad day.
No hard feelings!
~Dr. Abdel-Malek & The Lakeside Family
Posted by: Lakeside Vets | February 05, 2015 at 12:01 AM
Wow, Sneakers! None of us was EVER that bad at the vets! (In fact, I kind of like them.) So actually I'm a little bit impressed!
Posted by: Summer | February 05, 2015 at 01:30 AM
sneakers...sum dayz R just knot quite reel lee az good az otherz for noe kinda reezon eggz cept itza bad kinda day.....we haz all been ther.... ♥♥♥
Posted by: da tabbies o trout towne | February 05, 2015 at 02:43 PM
I'm sure they understood, Sneakers! Our kitty isn't crazy about the vets either!
Posted by: Miley's Daily Scoop | February 06, 2015 at 08:59 AM
My dog would scream the minute I pulled into the parking lot. I have no idea why he was always so scared to go to the vet and always felt bad having to even make the necessary trips. He must have had a bad experience in a past life. Wishing you a wonderful weekend from Portraits by NC
Posted by: Portraits-by-NC | February 06, 2015 at 12:06 PM
That was very nice of you to insist on apologizing to your vet, Sneakers!!
Posted by: Barbara Rivers | February 06, 2015 at 03:38 PM
It's okay...we've all had bad days at the vet! You should see some of the things I've done! ~Zoey
Posted by: The Island Cats | February 06, 2015 at 05:14 PM
Difficult is definitely acceptable when going to the vet! The more blood you can draw the better, we say! ~Rascal and Rocco
Posted by: Rascal and Rocco | February 11, 2015 at 03:53 PM