Mom and I think perhaps a few words about the v-e-t visit. I was roodly snapped up against my idea of a good afternoon and taken to my Dr. with no chance to empty my bladder first...not that a kitty thinks that way... so when I had to endure being hurt badly, I screamed. I was defenseless and I didn't understand why mommy allowed this to happen. Being defenseless and in pain and frightened, I lost control of my bladder. Mom never saw it as a deliberate act. Neither did the Vet nor the tech. I was not angry kitties, I was frightened and I was being hurt and I was defenseless. I know you understand and don't think badly of me. I told mommy she should have left that part out.
But today, I am my usual calm self. Love yoo furriends💗
That's sun on my back...not gray.
XXOO Kitties and Woofies.