Well, OK, Im too laid-back to cause a fuss, but I DID fight against getting put in there. I spread my legs and claws wide. But that sneaky TBT, he just folded me up like a sausage and slid me right in!
I wasnt so anxious to get back out at the V-E-T office... But he is good at THAT part, too.
I got weighed (11 pounds 14 ounces - 5.4 kilo), temperatured (yuck), and stabbed 3 times! At least I dint get stuff in my nose this year.
TBT forgot the camera. Yay! He has an unheathy desire to document the temperature-taking. I bet it wouldnt amuse him so much if it was HIM! So I am posting a picture of my first years visit (a nice one). Dr Jeffrey is just listening to my heart.
But this means that Ayla and Iza have to go soon, heh-heh.