Molly is just home from getting her teeth cleaned. For those of you who don't know, that involves a day-long stay at the vet, anesthesia, having blood drawn, and an x-ray. Molly is not pleased, and at this point is in what might well be called a towering snit. I am a traitorous piece of slime, and she will barely tolerate me being in the same room with her. I get a brief dirty look and then her back is turned.
The vet said that everything went well and commented that Molly is "quite a firecracker." My questioning elicited that "Molly took a dim view of things and did not hesitate to tell us about it." It seems that "she vocalized quite a lot." Yeah, she does that when she is displeased. The lady also noted that, "She is small but she's really, really strong." Yeah, we've noticed that on occasion, too. Turns out that at one point, before they got her under, she kicked most of the equipment off of the operating table.
Our little girl went in there, apparently, and kicked some ass.
This was a funny story. Good gril, Molly :) I remember a large cat I gad, called Oreo, who was 20 lbs. they had to put him uner, he was too strong. And he had no claws...ReplyDelete
Thanks for wrting cat stories.