Shots All Around

Wrestling, scratching, wailing and bleeding, that's what filled our morning.   Wouldn't have been so bad if we had been a little smarter, but you live and learn, right?

 Buddy and the two cats were due for their rabies vaccination.   We got an early morning appointment for the cats' sake.  They aren't easy to find later in the day and they certainly wouldn't like being kept in a kennel for hours on end waiting for the appointment time.   So, the plan was, go get them first thing in the morning when they expected to be fed, carry them to the kennel in the back of the truck and head to the vet's office.  Well, we found them just fine.  I was supposed to carry Satan because she doesn't resist being carried like Gilligan does, but she moved from me.  I took Gilligan and we made it outside just fine.  Boyd had Satan and put her in the kennel while I tried to get Gilligan in also.  He made a run for it and I don't know what happened next, but it involved a lot of flying fur and pain to the humans.   At some point, Boyd had a cat by a leg or tail in each hand, I get the kennel out and on its end so they can't climb out, in go the cats and it was over.  It happened fast, but it was frantic.  The cats were uninjured, but wailing the saddest moans you ever heard.  The humans (mostly Boyd) were bleeding from a variety of claw marks and bite marks.   Had we been smart, we would have hosed off the dog scented kennel and left it in their sleeping quarters all night.  That is what we did the only other time the cats went to the vets and we didn't have so much trouble.  Yeah, well, we aren't smart.

  

Getting the dog there was a breeze.  I opened the back of my car and in he hopped.  Now, getting him to stop shaking, trembling and other wise freaking out in the vet's office was another story.  Buddy doesn't do well in strange places.   He relaxed a little when the vet came in and did a blood test to see if anything obvious was wrong in regards to the two seizures he has had this past couple of months.  The vet said his liver was healthy and his blood sugar was good, so just watch and see if it happens again.  

The cats were great in the vet's office.  Gilligan did do a spread eagle and try to hold himself inside the kennel, but other than that, they were fine.  The vet said that Satan was the epitome of health for a cat her age.  Her teeth were so clean he thought we were flossing them :)   

So, the dog and the cats got their shots and because of them, Boyd and I now need tetanus shots.  And, if we were the drinking sort, we would down a shot or two of something else to calm our nerves!