Thursday, October 19, 2006

Check-hens and Roosters (checkup and boosters)

100_2802_smlVictor:
Mom camed home early today an put me in my carrier. Then she shoved Bonnie into her carrier! She's never put us bof in carriers at the same time. She took me downstairs an into the big room where we's not loud, an put me in her green 4-wheel monster. I thot maybe we was goin on a ride to PetSmart, where I get my nails trimmed (ugh) an we asplore the whole store. It's not zactly fun, but it's okay.

But then she put Bonnie into the monster, too. She nefur put us bof in the monster at the same time afore. Wul, Bonnie started complainin right away. It's a good fing Mom didn't unnerstand what Bonnie said, cuz she called Mom sum reely bad names.

Wul, we had a long ride in the monster (15 minutes!) listenin to Bonnie cursin, an then we was at a place that smelled like lotsa kitties an (ugh!) woofies. Dad camed an started talkin to Bonnie. I kinda almost amember bein there afore, but that was amost a whole year ago! The nice lady in the pajamas tooked me from my carrier efun tho I kinda wanted to stay in. She poked me an petted me an looked into my eyes an ears an mouf. Then she pinched my scruff, but it didn't hurt more than a second. Mom said, "12 pounds, half an ounce - I was right." Then the pajama lady tried to pinch the owwie bump on my ear, but I squirmed an she let me go back into my carrier. The pajama lady sed sumfin bout cleanin my teefs an keepin me ofurnite, but since I'm at home tonite, maybe Mom sed no.

Then they gots Bonnie outa her carrier. The pajama lady musta poked her, too, an they said "11 pounds, 10 ounces." Then they talked bout takin away Bonnie's blood, but they'll get it back in a day or two. I wouldn't want it back like that. Dad tooked Bonnie home in his big red monster an I rode wif Mom in her green monster an it was alot quieter wifout Bonnie there. The end.
GrumpBonnie:
I NEED NEW STAFF!!! I swear, this time I'm gonna replace her. I was just at the V-E-T in April, so why the hiss did she take me there AGAIN??? Sure, I lost a little weight when that brat made me run from my food dish, but that evil V-E-T said I "filled my skin" the last time I was there. Hmph! If that was too heavy and this is too light, there's no pleasin these beans!

First, my woman brought Victor's carrier up. I thot I might asplore it, but HE approached so I left an she trapped him. Aw right, take him AWAY! Then she SHOVED me into my carrier! Have you NO respect? The boy fumbled and shook me all the way down the stairs, then that woman put me into her monster, in the BACK seat next to stoopid Victor. Well, I gave HER a piece of my mind. I'm sure she was goin too fast, an there was too much noise, an I nefur agreed to this trip an there's nothin wrong wif me that this horrid handlin would help!

I was right - the VET. They made me wait while that vet woman made a fuss ofur Victor, then she poked me and squeezed me an tortured me. Then her accomplice grabbed me and held my head and they STOLE MY BLOOD! I saw it! FINALLY they were finished humiliatin me an let me return to my carrier. I ordered my man to take me home in HIS monster, since he treats me MUCH better. I was right, too, cuz we got home furst an I got let out afore Victor. Oh, what an AWFUL way to treat a cat!

CharcoalieCharcoalie:
It was time for Victor's check-up and booster shots, and Mom took Bonnie along to get checked out too. It was almost a year ago that Bonnie stopped eating and had to see the emergency vet. They never found a cause for that other than stress. Also, Bonnie was looking thin recently, but she seems fine now. The vet said the spots on Victor's nose are just pigment and will come and go; the little bumps (moles?) in his ears are also nothing to worry about. Victor will return to the vet for a tooth cleaning next week and they'll keep him overnight to recover so he and Bonnie don't have a bigger fight than usual. They're running blood tests on Bonnie to compare to a year ago, and then they'll talk about possible ways to... adjust... her cattitude and aggressive behavior.

25 comments:

  1. Victor, you're a very brave boy. Like I always say, if you don't fight it, it goes much better!

    And Bonnie? You're a pretty girl.

    (Psst, Victor--how was that for diplomacy?)

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  2. William is used to dealing with sisters....
    What a horrible experience for both of you! Bonnie, maybe you'll get Prozac like Beau takes. It worked real good for him.

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  3. Wow, what an experience. Glad you both made it back home.

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  4. Oh man, I hate going to the stabby place. They ALWAYS take some of my blood and I NEVER get it back. I hope one of you pooped one someone while you were there...

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  5. oh how horrybull fur bof of you! are Cattitude and Aggressive Behavior bad? we thought they were a couple of Bonnie's most endearing qualities.

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  6. I'm sorry you both had to go to the nasty old v-e-t, but at least you are both healthy.

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  7. I'm surprised to hear about Bonnie needing a blood test for her umm, interesting personality and temperament. Hope it turns out alright.

    I guess there are lotsa possible causes for cattitude and it's good to check them out. :)

    My tortoiseshell Polly still goes for blood tests and reviews re: her congenital liver damage. Apparently one of the signs of severe toxicity is a "marked aggression" towards cats and humans.

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  8. Victor you were a very good kitty.

    Bonnie I don't like the vet either
    I hiss and bite and make a fuss.

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  9. Oh Victor that sounds horrible! Bonnie, I am sorry that you had to go through that.

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  10. Oh, we hate the VET also. We are glad everything checked out OK. We hope Bonnie's blood will be OK.

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  11. We're glad that yous bof mnaded it home OK..y'all can come ofur here if'n you need to get away.

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  12. I'm so sorry you both had to go through that. I hate the vet too and put up a major fuss. I'm glad it's over and it's good hearing from Charcoalie. Sable says hi!

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  13. I'm glad you both made it back home okay ... stuff like that can be scary (so my sister Ninna tells me).

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  14. Furry good reports. And I'm glad it was you to and not Me, hee hee.

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  15. Yes!! It isn´t way to treat a cat! Muhahahaha!
    I hope that blood test will be good.

    A lot of purrrsssssssssssssssssss

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  16. How SCARY! We don't like the V-E-T either (although we've heard that our Dr. Jackie is very good). We're glad that you're both back and won't have to have more poking/prodding for awhile.
    DaisyMae Maus

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  17. o, Victor, what a nitemare story. bof of u's at tha same time. ekkk.
    glad it's over fur u's. it wuz good heering frum Charcoalie, too. Theo says hi.

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  18. Adjust her attitude? Maybe she likes it that way. Those VETS...~Merlin, Shadow, KO KO

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  19. Victor, I reely like you too!*blushes* I'll try to get Momma to put up more pictors of me for you to look at.
    Purrs & nose nuzzles,
    ~Emmy

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  20. Why could catitude need adjustin? I think Charcoalie's just tellin tails.
    We're glad you guys survive the ride in the monsters with wheels.
    ~~ Mini

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  21. When I hafta go I hide under the blankie in my carrier so it looks like I'm not in there. It never works though.

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  22. whoa, it sounds like you two had a heck of a time. i hope you got lotsa treatsies when you got home. as for catitude, if we can't take out one unsuspecting vet tech, what kind of felines are we?? jeez.

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  23. Ut oh. Me am gettin an 'ziety tak jus readin yur story bout the v.e.t. coz we's already late fur our yearly appointment. I haf a feelin Mom might try to bring me an Angie the same time too. Mom wuzn't gonna bringed us for no pinchy boosters but Dad is makin her. He's fraid of the rabies police.

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  24. Wow, VT, it sownds like yoo wint to Bullevard Pet Hospital! Is that ware yoo wint? Mao's like Bonnie the hole way, he cusses up a storm and even uzes werds I never herd before!

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