Where am I and why do I look so annoyed?
That’s right, I am at the vet. And the most annoying part is that I do not need to be here! I’m not the one getting the checkup. It’s her!
She is the one who hasn’t had a checkup for, like, forever. And she’s the one with the constipation, who needed an enema! But like she has before, my human dragged me along so that we both stunk like the vet. She did not want me to throw a temper tantrum when Binga returned. I dunno. Maybe it works. I was hissy when we got back, but not hysterical, and my human made sure to plug in a Feliway Comfort Zone Diffuser