All done. The cat went semi-willingly into her transporter box and was easily dealt with by the experienced vet. Funny, she usually won't let us near her (she's a rescue cat and we think she must have had some bad experiences). The dog was relatively well-behaved and has a new best friend - the vet had a stash of biscuits for post-jab restorative purposes, and a biscuit is enough to earn undying devotion.
Prospective burglars, please note.
Sadly, I left the health records for both animals at home, so I will now have to return to the vet's with them to get them stamped up to date. And it's sunny and the roads are dry.
I have just had an idea.
I bet it was a good idea!
ReplyDeleteIt was indeed a good idea. The records were delivered and stamped, and the Trumpet got to stretch its legs.
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