Cora and Flo’s Big Adventure

I’ve been trying for weeks to get the little girls to the vets for their shots.  Cora is easy to catch because she usually takes a nap on the dining table after breakfast.  Note the folded over placemats.  My main problem is little Flo.  Even if she comes in for breakfast, trying to find her when it’s time to go isn’t easy.  If she wants to go out, she has a sixth sense as to when and where an escape is possible.  If she decides to stay in, she can get herself into a hidey hole that you never knew even excited.  This morning, I noticed her going into a kitchen cupboard.  I quietly closed the door and set about getting ready to go.    When the time came, Doug put Cora in a carrier and I took her out to the car.  Somehow, he managed to get Flo out of the closet and into a carrier.  Ah, success.  Half the battle was over.  It takes about 15 minutes to get there.  For fourteen they screamed and cried like they were being murdered.  I am so glad it was hot enough to put on the air-conditioning.  Once inside, they settled down.  Cora sat with her back to me.  Flo needed scratching.  The place was half empty and since they were just getting shots, I didn’t have to wait too long—-about as long as it takes to cast on for socks and knit a few rounds.  In the examining room, Cora refused to come out.  The kid managed to grab her hind legs, but somehow, she managed to dig her claws into something inside.  I held on to the carrier while he wiggled her loose.  Speaking of loose, I use the word kid loosely.  I mean, as far as I’m concerned my son is a kid and he is 26 years old.    Anyway, Cora was weighed, stuck and generally tossed about.  When it was time for her to get back in her carrier, she didn’t want to go.  I think she wanted to take names.  We finally managed to shove her back in.  And, finally, it was Flo’s turn.  Having observed all this, she realized what was going on and she was the perfect little princess she can be.  Maybe she remembers getting fixed up here last year when she was sliced. 

When I came out, there was a man with a lovely female german shepherd.  He had nine puppies that were coming for their first shots.  They were so beautiful!  They licked my fingers.  I would have loved to have one.  Gus would turn green and die if I brought another dog home.

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One Response to “Cora and Flo’s Big Adventure”

  1. Betty Says:

    Oh Sandy, you made me laugh so hard. Your stories are so entertaining that I look forward to each and every one!!!!

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