Princess Kya and I went on an adventure last night. It was time for her yearly shots and check up. Needless to say, she was not at all happy with the prospect. But she went anyway. With a little persuasion.
Yes, I admit it. I had to drop her into the carrier, tail first. No way was she crawling in voluntarily. Soon as I latched the door the performance started. Quiet, mellow little Kya let out a yowl that made Harry proud. She rarely talks but she kept up a running stream all the way to the vet’s office where she let her presence be known in no uncertain terms.
Poor thing was so scared she was trembling. But she was well behaved during the exam. She even let them trim her nails. She started up again as soon as she was in the carrier. Before we left she told the office cat exactly what she thought of the whole ordeal.
Back home she reverted instantly back to her normal sweet self. Unlike the big boys, she didn’t punish me for taking her.
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