Munchie was NOT happy. How can a cat fly all the way to Maine from Florida and not make a peep but yowl all the way to the vet's office every time we go? I tried singing to her, I tried sticking my fingers in the carrier, you name it but nothing worked. When we got there and checked in she quieted right down and enjoyed watching the cage of finches that hung above her on the wall.
Next Kipper and Nick got their feet trimmed. Nick's back leg didn't seem to bother him at all when Kevin worked on him. He was being very careful with him so as to not injure anything. Kipper tried to bite him on the behiney while Kevin was trimming his feet. We call him Jaws as he does like to nibble! So that's where everything stands for now...........to be continued for sure.