I had the pleasure of taking my two crazy kittens (now three year old wild cats) to the vet, and having a well-meaning tech take both out at the same time to weigh them on the scale in the lobby. Crazy kittens were having none of this, and while one went up on top of the LED screen they have displaying upcoming events, requiring a long search for a tall ladder to retrieve him, the other went under the shelving unit, which necessitated taking all the 40lb bags of food and cases upon cases of food tins OFF the shelf in order to be able to move it enough that we could get her back.

Lesson learned - weigh cats on the smaller scales in the individual offices with closed doors!

Jen
Cessi and Tucker (BMDs)
Lucy and Yogi (good 6yr old mellow cats)
Oscar and Molly (crazy 3yr old cats in the above story)
The Black Cat (moved in last Devil's Night '01 and hasn't left)

He was such an embarassment. Insisted on carrying his lead in his mouth.
Tried to climb on my lap in the waiting room (several times and my lap isn't
big enough for a 50 kg pup). Went round everyone trying to scrounge
attention. Tried to steal a hoof from the vet shop. Then climbed up a rack
in an effort to get at a stuffed hedgehog. Finally tried to steal a stuffed
cow from another display. He made a lot of new fans, though :-)

Can't help loving them, can you?



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