5:43pm
Today was Robby's first visit to the vet. Lizzie had to be run in as well for her annual checkup, and we all know how well she responds to that - she usually foams all over the place and howls like she's dying up until the moment she gets dumped out on the examination table. Then she turns into a rag. But Robby was a mystery. How would he react? Not well. He escaped our cardboard cat carrier by sheer force and was racing around the car before we even set out. I had to hold the lid… read more



