So we decided to starts up wif holistic care just for a healthful change and to gets a opinion on what we is planning wif our foods situation. I had not been to teh dokter for a while, and Audrey had not been since she was a baby, so it was definitely time. But my mommeh says she does not agree wif all teh vaccinayshuns and deworming medicayshuns and stuff required by most V-E-T's. For example, teh last place she tried to makes a 'pointment at demanded Audrey be dewormed even though she did not needs it, and also demanded we gets 4 shots each that we also did not need, and that made my mommeh verreh unhappeh. She finks it is putting unnecessary poisons in our little bodies! So she did some research and finally settled on who to takes us to, and oh cod, off we wented.
I loathes teh carrier. LOATHES. I always pees and poops in it, cause I gets so scared and angry about it, but my mommeh has noticed that since we gots Audrey, if she is in there wif me it it seems to calm me down just enough so I does not do that. So we wented in togever and "sang" teh entire way. Well realleh I is teh screamer. Audrey just copies her big sis-ter.
Ever teh fearless and intrepid explorer, Miss Cake took teh place over as soon as teh carrier door opened.
Meee... not so much. I is afraid of everyfing, and I spented as much time under a desk as I could.
My little sis-ter even came'd down to protekt me. She knows when I is upset and comes to mine aid.
This is mine terrified peek. After this one look I just could not takes it anymore.
Teh best fing to do is to hide in my mommeh's arms.
Getting smaller and smaller...
Until I's up to mine ears, like this. And that is ezackly how I stayed til teh assistant peoples take'd me away to clean mine ears. When that was done, I was akshully relieved to get back in teh carrier cause I know'd we was going home.
My mommeh was verreh satisfied wif our visit. We did not get forced or pushed to unnecessary injekshuns or medikayshuns, and teh holisitc V-E-T approves entirely of teh raw diet we is beginning this week. We hadded our weights taken, our teefs examined, our eyes looked at, our tummehs palpitated, our tempachers taken (ouchies, and ewwww). Then Miss Cake hadded her pre-op testing, for which they steel'd her bloods and peepees. She did not likes that, and she is embarrassed now by teh shaved patch on her back leg where they hadded to steels her bloods. She even hadded a sonogram to check that all her internals was in teh right spot so there would be no surprises on surgery day. Then my mommeh asked for my ears to be cleaned, which I always scream about, because it is No Fun. But she can not gets it clean enough wif a q-tip at home so they did it thoroughly there wif a herbal disinfectant solution, and I has to say, mine ears feel great. I has a tendency to build up gunkies in my left one, and then it becomes a infekshun, so we tries to keep on top of teh prollem. And this time, nobuddy make'd mine ear bleed. This place is obviously miles better than our last place. Everyfing is done as naturally as possible there, wif herbs, natural remedies, reiki, and diet being teh first lines of treatment. My mommeh is happeh that we will not immediately jump to potentially harmful medikayshuns unless needed.
Still, nokitteh likes going to any kind of V-E-T, and we showed our feelings appropriately. I was quite cranky wif my mommeh, and would not talks to her for a few hours afterward, until she gotted out teh heatie blankie and I reluctantly crawled underneath wif her and forgive'd her. Miss Cake also had a cranky for a while, cause of her leg, but she cheered right up after she was treated to a little ride.