Mummy is exhausted. Mogs is prowling around and is at peace.
But she fought like a tiger before I got her in the cage.
Once upon a time I just had to open the door and in she hopped
She fought....she made and incredible amount of noise.
She is out....and then what does the brat do???
Investigates getting back in.
Decides in the negative.
So why on earth am I exhausted?
But she fought like a tiger before I got her in the cage.
Once upon a time I just had to open the door and in she hopped
She fought....she made and incredible amount of noise.
Then she was in and we made it to the car.
With accompanying noises.
Then...Mummy had to sing....yes sing!
We are going to the vet, vet, vet!
We are having claws cut, cut, cut!
The worm tablet is on the way.
Have you ever felt foolish?
But it kept her quiet.
We went in and she was a perfect cat....well almost...one little attempt to attack on the third set of claws.
Then came the tablet and the Vet was expecting drama and guess who opened her mouth like a saint and ate it.
The lady said she had never ever seen that before....not in a dog or cat.
So ms perfection was reloaded..without a performance into the basket.
This time no tumbling upside down....no screams, no meows...
St Moggie !
She is out....and then what does the brat do???
Investigates getting back in.
Decides in the negative.
So why on earth am I exhausted?