Friday, September 7, 2007
Well! Things started off bad and got worse from there! Massah came home early and took me to the vet'narin. Of course, the first thing they do when we walk in the door is put me on a scale. Fine. That's to be expected. However, WHY DID THEY HAVE TO TELL MASSAH THAT I GAINED A POUND?! I obviously know I gained a pound since moving in with Motch - she feeds me more than my allotted 1 cup a day, thank goodness! - and I don't care if they write it down in their little charts, but why OH WHY do they have to tell HER?! That's just going to make her watch my feeding times like a hawk. Totally unnecessary. After THAT fiasco, they stuck nasty things in my private areas, and then told me "it's normal". OF COURSE it's normal - I could have told them that without all that drama! Then they restrained me and stuck torture devices in the back of my neck to "hydrate me" or some such bullocks. I think it was a form of Chinese Water Torture. I'm Chinese, they shot water under my skin, and it sure as heck was torture - isn't there some law that makes Chinese Water Torture a felony?! And then they gave me another shot on top of that. And medicine to take (but I get that in cheese, so I'm just complaining on the principle of it - I don't mind the cheesey meds). Needless to say I am now at home POUTING. I will be fine, but not until Massah realizes how UNHAPPY I am about it all.