I used to dread the man in the brown shorts who'd ring the doorbell and pound on the door. I realized though that he often comes bearing gifts. Boxes of treats, food, toys, even feathers.
I had no idea it was the MAILMAN I should actually fear.
A postcard came for me. Trust me, it WASN'T from one of my fans. I recognized the return address immediately. Westgate Pet Clinic. I looked on the front, I looked on the back, frantically searching for Waffles' name. Surely he must be due for something.
My hopes were dashed when I saw my own name. Some kind of vaccination, which we ALL know means a shot. And something called a Feline Well Check. That's just a sugar-coated way of telling me I'm going to be poked, prodded and inappropriately touched.
I haven't had my temperature taken in years. They're all too scared of me. I'd like to keep that trend going.
WAFFLES: Hey Boss!?! You get to go to the Vet??? COOL!
KATIE: You're kidding, right?
WAFFLES: You wanna take the Waffle Wagon?
KATIE: Ah, no. If I must go, I prefer to arrive sans wheels.
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ReplyDeleteLook on the bright side - maybe you will be off your diet and able to eat all you want
Maybe you and even eat....Waffles!
ReplyDeleteOh Katie, my heart bleeds for you. First it's Waffles always taking over the blog and now that you finally have a post, it's about the vet? I think this is horrible! HORRIBLE! And I shall yowl my meezer yowls for you.
ReplyDeleteI say if he stabs you, you stab him back. It's only fair.
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Oh Katie, my Holly also refuses to allow the V-E-T to take her temperature. I don't think she's ever had her temperature taken in the 5 years I've had her. You and she are so much alike!
ReplyDeleteHope your trip to the v-e-t is painless as possible Katie!
ReplyDeleteAww, Katie. I'm so sorry you don't like your vet. We veterinarians only do what we do because we love ya and want to keep you healthy! :)
ReplyDeleteAw, poor Katie. Maybe you should hide in the Waffle Wagon, they'd never think to look for you in there!
ReplyDeleteUt oh....the stabby place!!!
ReplyDeleteThe Florida Furkids
Oh dear! We say if you HAVE to go … take the Waffle Wagon! Not only because it might be fun, but maybe you could escape easier! Hope all goes well.
ReplyDeleteOh no, not the vet! And not a temperature reading-eek! Good luck :-)
ReplyDeleteKatie, we hate that dreaded card from the vet too. Too bad you didn't get to it before Glogirly did...you could have destroyed it.
ReplyDeleteUgh, the postcard of doom! Just hope that it is all over with quickly.
ReplyDeleteWow Katie we are impressed. Even Fenris gets his temperature taken and believe us he didn't like it. Traitor Mommy helped.
ReplyDeleteYou need a stamp that says Return To Sender
ReplyDeleteLily
We think "Return to Sender" is a good idea, too ;)
ReplyDeleteMost everyone hates the vet. Only weird ones like Waffles and my dog Maya actually like the vet.
ReplyDeleteOh no. We hate those postcards, too, Katie. We hope all goes well at that v-e-t place.
ReplyDeleteP.S. - Waff, it sure was nice of you to offer the Boss the use of the Waffle Wagon!
Oh I know what you mean Katie. I've been going too much lately cuz I"m on a d.i.e.t. and have to be weighed. Maybe you could bribe Waffles to go in your place.
ReplyDeletegood luck with that. we tried to nom the postcard we got but mom found it anyhow....
ReplyDeletekatie...this iz knot a problem...get a marker..like a sharpee...on de front oh de card rite thiz message:
ReplyDeletemewved...left noe for werdin a dress
re tern ta sender
put de card bak in de postal service box;
noe vet visit....noe shotz...noe worreez
Oh no, not the evil vet! I got one of those postcards last month but I hid it. I think mum has forgotten about it. I am keeping my paws crossed that she doesn't remember.
ReplyDeleteMake sure he gives you the shot in the tail. Maybe he'll miss and give it to himself. I'm in awe over the anal probe thing. Whoa!
ReplyDeleteI hope it goes as well as it can!!
ReplyDeleteOh no not the vet.
ReplyDeleteSue B
Oh no Katie! Not the Vet...yuk! Purrs to you sweetheart and we hope your visit is very stress-free.
ReplyDeleteSorry about the upcoming, dreaded VET visit, Katie. Maybe, if you are lucky, your pawrents will let it slide until after the holidays. Purrs and hugs, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo
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