Mommy came home from her work out and found this...about 20 times repetition on the carpet all the way down the hall as well as the living room.
Scared her to death. She cajoled me into lying down so she could look at my feets. Nothing there. My face and ears..nothing that she could see. She called my friend at the v-e-t office and Tiffany said to come in after I sent her a picture of the carpet.
|after I got there|
|STOP in the name of common decency, Dr. S!!!|
Those said glands were expressed and I will tell you right now, I left a puddle o' pee on that table! Show THEM! I screamed my head off...extra loud and it made mom feel pretty bad! That's Tiffany you see holding me.
Then, I was spirited off to get my tummy cleaned off because I peed on everything and oh MAN! My CLAWS WERE CLIPPED!!! When I was brought back in, I was growling loudly and hissed and lunged at Tiffany. I turned and gave mom some loud hissing! Then I focused on her and quit.
BAD day kitties and woofies. Anyone want to soothe my ruffled feathers?