Yesterday mum had the great pleasure of taking me to the vets. I almost got away with not going as I ran away and hide in the neighbors garden. But with 15 minutes to spare, I got too close and boom - Mum did the grab and shoved me into the cat carrier.
My vet is lovely, and I was a good girl. I got shaved in two places. Once in my neck for a blood test and then in my trouser pants for a cat Brazilian. Mum will keep my dignity and not show you photos of that. Let's just say it is much breezier and tidy round that end now.
Ohhh and good news. I have lost 300gr - it has only taken 6 years.
I have to get my teeth done which has been on hold for a couple of years as I have a heart murmur. But it might be done in March when I go to the cattery.
Mum was surprised that I was extremely smoochy last night and snuggled all night with her.