Mad cats on the way to the vet.
Waiting in the lobby.
Lily took the "meow-forever-until-someone-gets-me-out-of-here" approach.
Doodles stayed calm while we waited.
Lily examined the examining room while Doodles' went to the back room first.
"Let me out of here," she roared.
"What happened back there..."
"...well, I'll just say it was not cool."
Doodles had bloodwork done,
and she weighs 10 pounds, 10 ounces.
Lily's singular focus after returning from the back room was getting out and getting home.
She also had bloodwork done. The vet said she was "fiesty.".
She weighs 8 pounds, 10 ounces.
Starsky, a flame point Himi, the clinic cat, said hi to us.
Treats after the vet for being such good girls.