Louie and The Grudge

For all of you who don't know I had my cat declawed last year for several reasons. We put a lot of thought into and decided it was the best for us and Louie. He recovered quickly from his surgery and was back to himself within days. Well Louie got a letter in the mail this week from The VET. The letter was a reminder that his shots were due. I called the vet and set up an appointment for the little guy and we went to get his shots this morning.

I pulled out the pet carrier and he instantly hid. I was sad because I am thinking.... He remembers what happened the last time this thing was pulled out. I let it set out while I was fixing my hair and putting on my makeup. He started inching closer and closer to it and before long he was sniffing it. I had to pull out his favorite toy and I tricked him to getting into the box. He immediately started bawling and I teared up. It makes me sad to hear him cry. I know I know.. I am a big baby..but you guys didn't hear it. It is awful. It just so happens that our vet lives on the complete opposite side of our town. It seemed like it took forever to get there..Louis was crying the entire time. When we got inside the vet asked me to bring him to the back room. Louis found his way to the back of the box and when the Vet stuck his hand into it Louis started hissing...The vet said you are going to have to get him out. To be honest I was scared to stick my hand in there. He was mad and you could tell..but when I stuck my hand into the box he started licking me.. Talk about putting me on a quilt trip. Ugg. It was awful. I pulled him to the front of the box and the Dr. quickly did his job and we were done. Louis didn't cry anymore but as soon as I got him home and opened the cage he was gone.

I didn't want him to sleep under the bed or out of sight because I didn't know if he would have a reaction to the medicene so I bribed him out from under my bed with his favorite cat treats. He ate one but wouldn't let me touch him. I closed off the bedroom doors and sat down to visit with my Mom. I wasn't really paying attention to him anymore and didn't notice that he was up and playing around. Later I went to the restroom and found his favorite toy (the one I lured him into the box with) in the bathroom thrash. How funny is this? I didn't throw it away and neither did my mother and Louis was the only one home besides me. I am thinking for the time being he is ticked at it...

Here is a picture I just took to show you his ticked off face....

I am sure he will be over it soon. But it is pretty sad when your own cat gives you dirty looks.

And just to let all of you kids know..lol. I am not a crazy cat lady! I know I have posted two blogs about my Lou in just a short time.. but this crazy cat cracks me up.

If you didn't get a chance to read my post from yesterday please do so. I want everyone I come across to know Audra's story so they can lift her up in prayer.