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Saturday, May 14, 2016

My terrible ordeal

Yesterday was a nightmare. I had received a letter  from my Veterinarian  requesting me to attend for a checkup and vaccinations. I knew the letter was genuine, as it was addressed to me personally and asked me to let Lynettea, curiously referred to as my 'owner', know if I had any health issues. I considered the invitation and decided not to accept this year, as I feel fighting fit.
Lynettea thought otherwise. She rang and made an appointment and booked a taxi for us. She knows I hate taxis.
I decided not to go and she was mortified. I almost felt sorry for her. She had to ring up the Vet clinic and tell them I wouldn't get  into  the  pet  transport  module. Then she had to cancel the taxi. The Vet receptionist laughed and told her to bring me in when she got me in the cage.
Later on I was conned into the front part of  the house and Lynettea shut all the doors. She still  couldn't get me into the cage, as my legs  are extensible in all directions  and they kept sticking  out. Then our neighbour, Orla's Mum, came to the door and agreed to help, when she saw I would not go into the cage.
She picked me up when I wasn't expecting and dropped me in and then Lynettea shut the cage top.
The taxi was not too bad and the Vet, although examining me in an intrusive manner, was reasonably gentle. I stayed with most of me under a big bath towel most of the time. He had to feel around to locate bits of me. He located my paws and trimmed back my nails, which I did not appreciate.
After that we had to wait for a taxi and it didn't come. We sat for two hours waiting until the Vet nurses shut the surgery. One of them drove us home. Otherwise we would have had to stay there all night, cold and hungry.
Today I am resting.
Lynettea says she is feeling tired, but thankful I have had my vaccinations for  this year.


Marg said...

That does sound like a terrible day but sounds like you are all right which is good news. Now you shouldn't have to go back any time soon.

Mickey's Musings said...

The dreaded annual exam!
WE know how you feel Sasha and we don't like it either.
How awful that the taxi did not come!
We are glad you got a ride home,but having to wait 2 hours :( Arrrrgh!!
You deserve a good nap and some treats for your ordeal.
Purrs Georgia and Julie,
Treasure and JJ

Summer at said...

What an ordeal, Sasha! I'm glad it is over - and I bet you are too.

Caren Gittleman said...

you poor baby! What a terrible ordeal is right! catchatwithcarenandcody

Katnip Lounge said...

Good Cod, the indignity. WE call our "carrier" the PTU, or Prisoner Transport Unit.

The Island Cats said...

Ugh! What an ordeal! We've been through it too. Why do humans insist on putting us through that???

Sasha said...

thank you dear kitty friends. Your sympathy and understanding is very much appreciated. We cats have a lot to put up with. I am still on the alert when entering the lounge room to see if the PTU is back there and open. Just nerves, I expect. Lynettea says she expects me to lose my nervousness shortly. I am doing yoga stretches and yawns to calm myself.

meowmeowmans said...

That sounds like a horrible ordeal, Sasha. We sure are glad to hear that you are okay, though, and all set with your vaccinations until next year. Purrs and prayers of peace to you, dear friend.

Jessi Lashakmitis said...

Love reading your blog! Thanks for the share:)

Hannah and Lucy said...

Thank goodness we have had our annual review at the torturer's - now we've got a break (paws crossed) until December 2016. - Oh goodness that means we're nearly half way to the next one!