Two of our cats had to go to the vet today for their annual check-ups. All the way there both were making mournful, complaining cat noises.
Zelda had to be sedated for her trip to the vet. It's better for her (keeps her calmer) and better for anyone who has to come near her (they get to keep their fingers). She is a cat with very definite ideas about her personal space.
Shortly before we left Zelda decided to get in the cat carrier. When Zippy came over to investigate, Zelda reached out a paw and closed the door of the carrier. She might have been whoozy but her mind was as sharp as ever (such as that is). Going into the carrier isn't strange for her, I think she thinks of it as her own little cat cave where she can escape from things that annoy her but closing the door was new.
All we had to do was put a halter and leash on Zippy and we were ready to go. This wasn't a problem. He's a people-friendly cat and thinks any kind of attention is good. His problem is that he doesn't like going outside of the house so we had two unhappy cats voicing their feelings about the trip the whole way.
Both cats are healthy and seem to have forgiven us for dragging them to the vet. Notice I say "seem" to have forgiven us. I'm not making any assumptions and will be checking my shoes for the next week before putting them on just in case.
Posted by marybeth at June 23, 2005 12:41 PM Cats