This morning I was very busy minding my own business and dead heading the pretty Fuchsias when meowmy swooped me up and put me in a cat carrier and then into the Pilchard Mobile (car). Now I hate being in little baskets I just havent got the room to somersault and take my bow`s properly, so I screamed and screamed and screamed until meowmy forget how to drive her car and her feet started dancing about on the wrong pedals, then I remembered meowmy is getting senile I thought I better purr instead before she killed us both
Meowmy was really pleased with me and when we stopped at the red light she poked her fingers through the bars to give me a fuss, it was nice but silly old fool got her fingers stuck and held up the traffic you should have heard all the cars beeping.
By some miracle I arrived at the vets safely and had lovely cuddles from everyone, Andy is really pleased with my progress and says we can avoid the dental for a while longer so I guess I have the catgate ring of confidence
He said I was filling out a bit too and my size was just right; I was really enjoying all this pampering,he looked at every beautiful part of me and had a good listen to my chest and declared me A1,wow I thought that was a compliment so why did he then stab me with a big spear thingy and call it my booster ouch. I decided to purr quietly when meowmy put me back in the basket,got yet another autograph on my vaccination card though so well worth the adventure.
Methinks I`ll go and play with the Fuchsias now.
