Herding Cats

(from 21 February 2008)

Yes, this is what it's like once a year in February when the cats need to go to the vet for their annual checkup and shots. I got a bit shredded before, and after, thanks to "help" from Avery (she gets too excited when it's time to round them up & they still do not like an excited 4-year-old). But, once we get to the vet, they're so scared of that place that Avery becomes their best friend & she gets to pet & snuggle them all the time we're there.

The veterinarian was very amused with Avery this year. She wore her cowboy boots, cowboy hat, and brought her stick horse (her own doing, believe me), then she explained to him that she wants to be a "swimming vet doctor" when she grows up. She's been saying this consistently for about 9 months, but only recently has she been able to define it: She will swim to work, doctor the animals all day, then swim home. Sounds good to me, but we don't have any canals around here, so perhaps she's planning to move to Holland or Venice.

I guess the cats think that if they are flat as pancakes they'll eventually become invisible. By some strange freak of physics they do seem to weigh about twice as much as normal when they are squishing themselves into the table there.
Not a bad hiding spot -- for Mojave. Avery didn't fit as well.

Lets get outta here! The only time the kitties want to be in their carrying case.

Here's a link to last year's Rowe Rodeo with Avery, Sierra, & Mojave at the vet.