Word~full Wednesday

Caesar:
Prinnie took her flooids yesterday. She did not scream as loud and not for so long.
But she was still really ::::steamed::: afterward.

Okay, so this is how it goes: mommie comes into our roomie upstairs (if I am up there she throws me out... well, she politely asks me to leave...) and then she shuts the door with Prinnie and Blizzie and the bowl of chicken baby foods.... oh, and the big bag hanging on the nail and all of that scaary stuff... ie: the needle.

Mommie is not squeeemish at all. She is very calm and focused (she used to be a nurse and gets what she came for every time) , first and foremost, she makes Prinnie feel like she can trust her but mommie still gets what she wants: to get the flooids in Prinnie.
So, heeheehee, Prinnie sees mommie with the bowl and she gets up and makes a dive for under the big cozy bed in our kitty room. so then mommie has to lure her out with the mighty tempting stinky smell of the chicken in the bowl yumyumyum..... :::salivates::: finally Prinnie will come out and mommie puts her on the big pillow and holds her down. Blizzie helps. That is when mommie says 1-2-3 and stabs her and that is when the screaming really starts. Mommie and Blizzie talk very soothing and sweet to her and tell her how wonderful and courageous she is.
Prinnie does not listen. She is just mad mad mad.
Mommie thinks it is better to give her flooids at home than take her to the vetlady.
she thinks that she will eventually get used to it....

Prinnie is always happy and lovey dovey after about 30 minutes!

Today is Wednesday.
We hope you have the very very best day ever!

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~Oscar Wilde