Oh, but the Tom Cat Operetta was in full swing.
We needed to get the Fuzzy Family cats their microchips for traveling.
We had 2 cats in one cage, one in another.
Not to mention, we brought along 2 dogs for the trip, if you can call a Chihuahua a dog.
And by 2 dogs I don't mean we had the ashes of our dead dog. We have a visitor to Our Closet.
Remember The Galloping Gazelle? He's back!
Actually, lives in our building.
Actually, his mom is our landlord, who lives in the building.
She's away and The Galloping Gazelle is staying with us.
The cats are NOT impressed. At all. Psycho Kitty is losing more hair.
Anyway, we had to get their microchips.
The needle man! I've never seen anything thicker in my life.
I was wondering how Dr. Bob was going to put that chip in there. I thought at least they'd have a numbing agent before he went to town.
I asked if it was going to hurt, not knowing how it was done. He just laughed at me. I wish I didn't go in there.
The entry point of this long needle was extremely visible.
You know how the needles we get, you'll have to squint to see the entry point?
Oh, not this one. Big. Not to mention, the gizmo to push it into their skin.
Poor Psycho Kitty.
He has thick skin and Dr. Bob couldn't get it in there!
He had to push a few times to get it to go in. I asked him if the needle was sharp enough!! Maybe it was flawed!! Good g*d man!!!
Of course, he just rolled his eyes at me, because I was being 'dramatic'.
I was almost sick to my stomach.
In the other two, the needle just went in like a knife through butter that's been left on the counter for the day.
They were brave. That was of course, until they had to go back into the cage.
I would hate to share a kennel with The Bastard Prince. He gets scared and craps himself. Then The Mrs. has to hang out with that stench until we get home.
Imagine how much fun she'll have being stuck in there for a plane ride?
Overall, I do have to say the cats did very well. I'd be squirming all over the place with that thing stuck in my shoulder blades.
The singing in the car though? That was something.
So there they are, all 3 of the cats are squealing and along comes a siren.
Now we've got 2 small dogs howling and 3 cats squawking.
Well, the Fuzzy Family is being tracked by big brother. Except our visitor, The Galloping Gazelle. We didn't get him a chip. I'm sure mom will be happy about that.
Hey! How about you bring your pets to Andréa and Papi's house! The visit comes with a free microchip and trauma to go along with it!
But seriously. The amount of paperwork they need to go visit another country is crazy!
There are a gazillion strays there and they want to know every single thing about our animals.
I'm surprised they didn't ask for a stool sample or a DNA swab.
Do they have that for animals? DNA swabs?
Anyway, I'm still shuddering from the experience.
We needed to get the Fuzzy Family cats their microchips for traveling.
We had 2 cats in one cage, one in another.
Not to mention, we brought along 2 dogs for the trip, if you can call a Chihuahua a dog.
And by 2 dogs I don't mean we had the ashes of our dead dog. We have a visitor to Our Closet.
Remember The Galloping Gazelle? He's back!
Actually, lives in our building.
Actually, his mom is our landlord, who lives in the building.
She's away and The Galloping Gazelle is staying with us.
The cats are NOT impressed. At all. Psycho Kitty is losing more hair.
Anyway, we had to get their microchips.
The needle man! I've never seen anything thicker in my life.
I was wondering how Dr. Bob was going to put that chip in there. I thought at least they'd have a numbing agent before he went to town.
I asked if it was going to hurt, not knowing how it was done. He just laughed at me. I wish I didn't go in there.
The entry point of this long needle was extremely visible.
You know how the needles we get, you'll have to squint to see the entry point?
Oh, not this one. Big. Not to mention, the gizmo to push it into their skin.
Poor Psycho Kitty.
He has thick skin and Dr. Bob couldn't get it in there!
He had to push a few times to get it to go in. I asked him if the needle was sharp enough!! Maybe it was flawed!! Good g*d man!!!
Of course, he just rolled his eyes at me, because I was being 'dramatic'.
I was almost sick to my stomach.
In the other two, the needle just went in like a knife through butter that's been left on the counter for the day.
They were brave. That was of course, until they had to go back into the cage.
I would hate to share a kennel with The Bastard Prince. He gets scared and craps himself. Then The Mrs. has to hang out with that stench until we get home.
Imagine how much fun she'll have being stuck in there for a plane ride?
Overall, I do have to say the cats did very well. I'd be squirming all over the place with that thing stuck in my shoulder blades.
The singing in the car though? That was something.
So there they are, all 3 of the cats are squealing and along comes a siren.
Now we've got 2 small dogs howling and 3 cats squawking.
Well, the Fuzzy Family is being tracked by big brother. Except our visitor, The Galloping Gazelle. We didn't get him a chip. I'm sure mom will be happy about that.
Hey! How about you bring your pets to Andréa and Papi's house! The visit comes with a free microchip and trauma to go along with it!
But seriously. The amount of paperwork they need to go visit another country is crazy!
There are a gazillion strays there and they want to know every single thing about our animals.
I'm surprised they didn't ask for a stool sample or a DNA swab.
Do they have that for animals? DNA swabs?
Anyway, I'm still shuddering from the experience.
i am pleased with how i handle my emotions
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