Today is the day my calico sisters venture off to the VET for their geriatric wellness visits. As you might imagine things are a little stressful this morning. Anytime we even SENSE that something is amiss with our routine we are not happy. Puff is fairly clueless, but Powder has planted herself under the guest bed and I am guessing she's not going to go willingly into the PTU. She won't be bribed out with stinky goodness, tuna or even HAM! Mommy is being all Scarlett O'Hara about it and will "worry about it in a few hours"...
What Powder does not realize, even after her 11 years on this earth, is that Mommy has always won the game. Always.
With that being said, I ask that you think good thoughts for my tri-colored sisters and that their visit shows them to be in excellent geezer geriatric health. Even we formerly ferals know the importance of good health!
Smoochies to all of you on this first Friday of December!
