I took all three of my pets to the vet yesterday. Indy, my older cat, had a rough time. First, I caught him and tried to get him stuffed into the kennel. He escaped, but not far enough. So, after a brief chase, I cornered him and then stuffed him into the kennel. He commenced meowing. And did not stop.
Meanwhile, I captured Hatteras, the kitten, and put him in another kennel. He started meowing. And did not stop.
Of course, Blaze, the dog, was following and watching all of these steps, barking.
When we got to the vet's, Indy had urinated in the kennel. His white fur on his paws, tummy and tail was a nice light yellow color. It stunk! After his shots, I stuffed him back into the kennel (and I do mean stuff), as best that I could without getting the urine all over me or the floor.
Once we got home, I took the kennel with Indy inside to the bathroom, where I filled the tub two inches deep with water and put the whole thing in. Then I let Indy out. Needless to say, he was not happy and spent the rest of the day and night glaring at me.
Well, glaring when he wasn't cowering in fear that I was going to pick him up again and do all sorts of bad things to him involving needles, water and/or kennels.
Of course, bad day is relative. Hatteras had to stay at the vet overnight and be declawed and neutered.
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