This morning I knew something was up when Mom came into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. I do not like that. I started howling right away. The PTU (prisoner transport unit) was already in there, and Mom wanted me to get into it. Yeah, right.
Finally, she got me in it, and then she got her coat and we went outside (eek!) into the metal masheen and went for a ride to the stabby place.
Well I just got back. I saw the V-e-t. He was a very nice bean. He said I am perfect. I am not fat. As long as I do not gain weight, he said Mom can keep feeding me stinky goodness for breakfast and dinner. Woo hoo!
I got my vaccine (not a stab!), and then I got a microchip (big stab!). So if I ever get lost, I will be able to get back to Mom.
I am very happy to be home. I am going to find someplace comfy and warm to nap.
Monty gave me an award, and I will post it later. (I didn't forget, sweetie!)