RUN CATS! SHE’S TAKING YOU TO THE VET AND THE VET IS GOING TO POKE YOU WITH THINGS! HIDE UNDER THE COUCH!
Wait, they don’t actually know how to read, do they?
Uhm… what’s their cell phone number…? I need to call and ask them… uh… about… uh… something. But it has nothing to do with going to the veterinarian. Nothing! Not at all! I… uhm… I won’t even mention it! At all! To the cats! What’s their number?
And really, why would you stick a thermometer into a cat’s butt if it’s healthy and just coming in for a checkup? I mean, my cats get fussy when you try and check their ears and teeth. Sticking things in their butts? That sounds deadly.
20 years ago Herbie the Wonder Cat, originally named Purrbaby, was slowly dealing with a bad liver. The vet wanted to hear her heart, but her rattle was so strong it deafened the vet trying to listen with a stethoscope. So on to the next thing, which was take the kitty’s temp. Well THAT stopped the purring cold, and she was able to listen to Herbie’s little heart go pitta-patter. (grin)
February 20th, 2010 at 10:06 am
Bwahahahahahahahahahaha! [mine is an evil laugh]
February 20th, 2010 at 10:34 am
Yeah…good luck with that.
February 20th, 2010 at 10:40 am
RUN CATS! SHE’S TAKING YOU TO THE VET AND THE VET IS GOING TO POKE YOU WITH THINGS! HIDE UNDER THE COUCH!
Wait, they don’t actually know how to read, do they?
Uhm… what’s their cell phone number…? I need to call and ask them… uh… about… uh… something. But it has nothing to do with going to the veterinarian. Nothing! Not at all! I… uhm… I won’t even mention it! At all! To the cats! What’s their number?
February 20th, 2010 at 11:14 am
You’re too late Eric. We’re home, cats were poked and prodded and found to be healthy, including their weight.
I really like the new (to us) vet and his assistants. Plus, they’re closer.
February 20th, 2010 at 12:48 pm
Did they do that EYES POPPING WIDE OPEN thing when the vet shoved the thermometer up their butts?
I love that! (to be clear…I only love it when the cats are the ones on the receiving end.)
(Nathan said “end”.)
February 20th, 2010 at 1:42 pm
NOOOOO! I WAS TOOOOO LAAAAAATE!
Oh, the felinity!
February 20th, 2010 at 2:04 pm
Just remember paybacks are hell. They’ll sulk for a while, every pet does when they’ve been vetted.
February 20th, 2010 at 4:09 pm
Um… Nathan? The vet doesn’t take their temperature, so there are no anal probes–feline or otherwise.
Y’all have some strange vets in NYC.
Wendy, I gave them the super yummy (i.e. gag-stinky) food when we got home. All is forgotten.
February 20th, 2010 at 6:36 pm
Ah, I understand…bribery has its uses in all social structures.
February 20th, 2010 at 9:35 pm
No temperature taking? WTF? My brother and his wife take kitty temperatures! (Yes, they’re bot vets — it’s not just a weird hobby.)
February 20th, 2010 at 9:36 pm
they are both vets…not bot-vets.
But that’d be kinda cool too!
February 20th, 2010 at 10:16 pm
I’d kinda like to see a bot vet I think.
And really, why would you stick a thermometer into a cat’s butt if it’s healthy and just coming in for a checkup? I mean, my cats get fussy when you try and check their ears and teeth. Sticking things in their butts? That sounds deadly.
February 20th, 2010 at 10:30 pm
20 years ago Herbie the Wonder Cat, originally named Purrbaby, was slowly dealing with a bad liver. The vet wanted to hear her heart, but her rattle was so strong it deafened the vet trying to listen with a stethoscope. So on to the next thing, which was take the kitty’s temp. Well THAT stopped the purring cold, and she was able to listen to Herbie’s little heart go pitta-patter. (grin)
Dr. Phil