The Doctors Visit

It was time for their check up, and the cats were not happy when they found out that they had to travel in the car. We didn't have a kennel to put them in, so we had to carry them by hand wrapped in a blanket. (The cats were in a blanket, not our hands) When they were all together in the car, my meow cat did the usual, and started meowing as loud as he could, and my other just sat crouched by the back window of the car. As I was comforting my meow cat with a nice tone and rubbing his back, he still meows, walking around, but still unsure and frightened. Still, my other one doesn't move and I try to comfort both. As we are driving, meow cat gets an idea to investigate, and attempts to climb under the wheel to the pedals. Meow was shooed away. My other cat was shaking, so frighted, and its eyes were large. We planned to make it to the doctors and borrow a kennel to bring them back home in. That way, they felt more secure, and feeling that they had a place to hide in. We came to the doctors, and brought them in for a check up. He had to give them two shots each. They are very well behaved in an area that is unknown to them, so they stayed on the table for most of the time, although when meow cat got a little more secure and felt e' could make his get away, e' (if i am remembering this correctly) jumped off the table, but the doctor caught meow and put him back. When meow was done, it was the others turn. I felt that the doctor was handling them both very rough and when he pet them it was more of a pat on the back. I was unhappy about him, but they got their shots, and we bolted out of there. I couldn't take another second, with the smell of dog and all of their little presents. Still, on our way home, we forgot to pay them and had to turn around go back in and pay them their money. As we were driving home yet again, my cat (not meow, but the other) was laying in the kennel facing towards me. Cats head was flat down on its paws. As its head is leaning slightly over the kennel opening onto the seat. Cat would not respond to me. As annoyed as cat was, cat didn't pick up its head, or even glance at me when I spoke to em'. As I will now refer to my cat as "Sass." When we got home, they realized that the thrill ride was over, and they were back safe at home again. They did victory laps.

-LeeLee