Don't Tell Allan...

Allan is going to the vet tomorrow.  Justin gets the pleasure of taking him.  Since his adoption two years ago he has gone twice for routine visits and shots. He came to us already neutered so we didn't have to deal with that!   I took him the first time a few weeks after he arrived at our house.  It was no problem at all.  He was quiet in his pet carrier on the ride there and I think he might have even been sleeping.  He just sat there on the exam table while he got his shot and that was it. 

Last year Justin took him and it was a fiasco.  Their check in was overlooked and they ended up waiting for an hour.  He was meowing loudly the whole time and his leg got caught in the door of the pet carrier when the technition tried to take him out for the exam.  They were away from home for a long time and he ended up having an accident in his carrier on the way home which must have really made him uncomfortable!  That evening, he started acting really weird from his shots and was so lethargic that he laid on the couch for hours and wouldn't lift his head.  He wouldn't even eat a treat! 

Better luck tomorrow, Al!  I wish I could be there with him!

Last weekend we put his Halloween costume on him.  Last year he pawed it off his head as soon as it was on.  It has a green leafy collar too but I don't know where it is.  It probably wouldn't even fit on his fat neck anymore!

 Awww...so cute...

Trying to bite and paw that dumb hat off his head...

Ahhhh...much better...