This is Chester at the vet’s office. His appointment was today at 5 pm, so I left work at 4:30 to pick him up and bring him to the vet’s office. I prepared all week for this. Weird, I know, but I’m one to prepare. I gave him a bath on Monday and then brushed his teeth and trimmed his claws yesterday. I got home and brushed him and put him in his carrier, which is pink Everyone calls him a “she” when he’s in his pink bag. I just laugh and don’t say anything. Their ignorance.
Chester was such a good boy in the office. Some dogs were making tons of noise, but he just looked at my eyes, like, “momma, is it ok?” He was so precious.
He got so many compliments from the vet and staff, “Oh his fur is so silky,” “look at his pretty eyes,” “he’s such a sweetheart.” I’m happy to report he’s a perfectly healthy kitty
It takes a lot for me to put my pet in situations in which people who I don’t know will touch him. I take a lot of care to make him clean, happy, and healthy. I cuddle him and my face and hands touch him. It kind of freaks me out when people touch him, their germs getting on him, and then on me.
I’m very protective of him. I feel like some of my privacy and comfort is violated.
I’m just glad he did so well and got his shots renewed. I love him so much and it would break my heart if something were to happen to him that I could prevent, which is why I deem regular check-ups so important.
Anyway, that was my major highlight of the day