Earlier this month Mommy took me to the vet for my Wellness visit. Since I've traveled from western New York to central Vermont to northwestern Vermont in the past few months, she thought I wouldn't have any trouble with the short drive to the vet. She was wrong...I screamed the whole way. I've been tossed around so much lately she wonders if I was afraid that she had decided not to keep me anymore :(
Luckily the vet's office was quiet that afternoon and I only encountered one dog before being whisked into a room. I had a stool sample checked since I was adopted before finishing with the de-worming process (it was negative) and I had another distemper shot since there was conflicting information in my adoption paperwork as to how many I had at the shelter.
Dr. John said I was purr-fect and couldn't be any healthier! I could've told him that without his having to stick a thermometer in unspeakable places!!!
While we were alone in the exam room Mommy tried to distract me by helping me take some selfies. I don't look very happy, do I?