Drama and Trauma

Hi Peeps……Happy Fursday.

Since yesterday my blog had to be all about Teaser Tell All I couldn’t TELL ALL about what I was really up to the day before. Wanna know? Of course you do – especially after you saw the title of today’s bloggy right? WELL……..here’s where I was for HOURS and HOURS (not really – just one hour but it seemed like more!):

Animal Medical Center of Warrenton

Why was I there????   Cuz it was time for my annual physical and shots (Yuck)

Here’s my doctor – I was VERY good for Dr. Rethman – I always am.  Mom was extremely proud of me!

Mom and I were chauffeured to our appointment by Dad.  When I’m in the car I have to sit on Mom’s lap with her arms around me and my face is hidden under her arm so I can’t see.  I don’t like to be reminded by the passing scenery that I’m going somewhere in the car because 100% of the time I’m IN the car, it’s because I’m on my way to the vet.  No matter how nice they are, I’m still not crazy about it – you know what I mean!

So anyway, when we got there Dad waited in the car and Mom and I went in.  There were some BIG dogs there and they barked at me so Ginger, the office manager, put me and Mom in a little room ALLLLLLL by ourselves where it was nice and quiet.  They had two emergencies that afternoon so we had to wait almost 20 minutes before we saw Dr. Rethman.  BUT guess what……Mom was holding me the whole time and I fell asleep on her shoulder – yep I sure did.  She didn’t know I had until she heard me snoring – that’s right – SNORING!  How embarrassing.

Dr. Rethman and the tech came into MY room (I think they should name it the Sammy Suite) and checked me out – and I do mean CHECKED ME OUT everywhere – and I just lay there and let them poke, prod, and move me this way and that……….THEN I got three shots!  Rabies and two other things that I don’t even WANT to know what they were for…….I was so good.  Not a squeak (or a snore).  Dr. Rethman said I was in excellent shape – that I weigh 14 and a half pounds just like last year, and that it’s hard to believe I’m 13 years old.  YAY!!!  Mom talked to him about my “wonky knee” and a couple of other things she’d observed (like that I sleep a lot more and I’m a little more “demanding” of her time and attention) and he said that was normal – especially for a senior.

SO – bottom line is I’m 100% healthy – no worries – I don’t have to see them until next year – hallelujah.  With some luck that means no car trips for a whole year.

So I’m celebrating!

My name is Sam

Thirteen I am

Healthy and wise

Love in my eyes

I’ve got extra toes

And a pink freckled nose

I like to catch bugs

and

I’m FAMOUS for my HUGS !

I’m One Happy Spoiled Cat !

Happy Fursday – see you all tomorrow………….Kitty Hugs, Sammy 😀 😀

An impawtant Peee Essss

Please visit Savannah (and Leo) today HERE on their “Thankful Thursday” post  to learn about another cat who is in need – she’s a beautiful lady cat in England who needs a home!