I did not see it coming. One minute she was petting me nicely, and the next minute she was holding me!
I was Not Happy! I hissed and scratched. Before I knew it, I was being stuffed headfirst into the PTU.
I meowed. I tried to get out. It did not work. I was stuck!
Mom put on her jacket, and carried me to the metal masheen.
We went for a little drive, and then I was at the V-E-T's.
The vet, Dr L, examined me, and pronounced me "perfect." Big deal, I already knew that. I got shot. But the worst was yet to come.
Two nice girls came in to visit me. One grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and turned me over, while the other one trimmed my claws!
I am home now. I think I earned the treats Mom gave me. Now I am going to have a nap.