erm...it's me...Sharpie...yeah, it has been awhile. I am just hangin here, sucking up to Momma yet again.
The other day, Ditto and I had to go to the V-E-T for our regular check ups. I didn't really make a big deal of things until about half way there on the car ride. Then I started to voice my complaints over the whole ordeal.
When we arrived, I went first for the weigh-in and, well, you know the usual indignities. I wasn't too happy about the situation. I stayed on the exam table when it was Ditto's turn and I decided to take my frustrations out on him. Then when Momma grabbed me to put me back in my ptu, I sorta turned on her...
When it was my turn again for the doc to check me out, I told Momma with hisses and even some clawr action No Way! They dumped
made me come out of my ptu, but the chance to explore around didn't make
me feel any better. So the doc did my exam from a distance. With all
of my hissing she could tell my teefs looked good, tee hee! Then I
shredded on Momma some more as she wrangled me back into the ptu. tee
least one thing Momma got right was back at home, Ditto and I got
separate space to decompress and then we all had some treats together.
So here I
am letting Momma know there are no hard feelings, I'm sorry I shredded your hands and arms I forgive you for making me go through that check-up business. tee hee!