Hello, efurryone. Coco here with some info on how I spent last Thursday afternoon.
It seems that I had some tummy issues, so Motor Mommy made an appointment for me at the vet. One minute, she was sitting beside me on the sofa, petting me and saying cute things to me. The next minute, she was tossing a throw over my head, thinking that she would grab me and put me in that dreaded carrier.
Well, I fooled her: I made a beeline under her and Motor Man’s bed…..right in the dead center and as far back to the wall as I could get. And you won’t believe what she did then!! She pulled me out…By. My. Tail. And then, it was off to the vet.
I could tell Motor Mommy felt badly about everything I went through to get to this point. She took this while we were waiting in the exam room.
Once the vet came in, I had to endure all that poking and prodding. But at least she and the vet tech said nice things to me and about me. They told me how pretty I am, and that I was being a good kitty.
After the exam was over, I was so relieved, I executed a purrfect sploot, right there on the exam table.
The vet said I was okay, and maybe I just had a little tummy bug.
WHEW, I was sure glad when all that was over and I was back HOME. (But I do love my ‘motor’ pawrents for taking such good care of me.)
And I’m happy to report that I am feeling A-OK now.
Love, Coco
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You poor traumatized girl! BY YOUR TAIL? Well sounds like she was desperate (humans are often like that) and really just wanted to make sure you were OK by taking you to the dreaded doctor. Glad they pronounced you fine – and hopefully your “issue” is OK now. Remember – living with humans is not always easy!
Your Friend, Teddy
You’re in good hands ….. even if they’re yanking your tail ; ) I don’t have to deal with that, but I do hate the doctor.
❤
I have used a kitty’s tail when they blasted by me out the door after dark. We humans know it is a terrible thing to do to you lovelies, but sometimes not grabbing you – to get you to the vet when we think something might be very badly wrong, or when you make what could turn out to be a bad decision, My kitty forgave me, and I am glad you and Mommy have forgiven each other too. (And that you are getting better.)
Better to be grabbed by the tail then succumb to an illness. Your pawrents take good care of you and I know you appreciate that “in the end.” 😉
Glad the trauma had a good outcome and that you’re getting all better.