Husband took Moises to the vet today for checkup and shots. The cat was doing okay until he had to wait in the waiting room with 4 dogs, including a Rottweiler. Then Moises peed himself in carrier.
So he's now drugged up and bathed. A wet, bedraggled cat is a pathetic sight.
At least the heat is on and he can lay in the sun and heating vent until dry. Then he will probably avoid us for the rest of the day.
Little does he know, there's still a pill coming, yet to be forced down his throat.
Gosh, I don't know why he hates seeing the carrier every time.