I managed to get out of the house relatively on time yesterday for the 3pm vet appointment. I couldn't find Chloe at one point and was looking under the bed in the spare room for about 10 minutes, only to realize it was the WRONG bed I was looking under. Back into our room and there she is, and she knows the gig is up.
Everyone got their shots (Lulu with a blanket over her head and horrible shrieking...ugh) and Chloe got an extra blood test because she's 9 this year and has to get her teeth cleaned (*rolling eyes* she doesn't chew her food). She gets to go back on the 29th for her dental and gets to be drugged up for the day.
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Eeeehehe, glad it went okay. I always get a kick out of those kitties!
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