Eight!

Today was the annual trip to take 88527 to the vet. If I was a bit cleverer I would have taken her yesterday 8/8 but I'm not a professional scheduler. It's always an adventure and during the past seven years we've both grown through the experience. I've learned no matter how much the howling pulls at my heart strings, just turn up the radio and it will be less noticeable even when I am lost driving around the maze of backroads in Piedmont/Oakland and think it may be preferable just to kick the cat out of the car and be done with her then bother with trying to get to the vet's office. I know now it's better not to give the vet's office the cat's full name thus avoiding the question of "oh so your cat doesn't have a name". The cat has yet to learn howling at full throttle for 20 minutes does not magically open the cat carrier, but we're working on it. She has realized panting open mouthed in the vet's office causes a lot of concern from the vet and leads to more uncomfortable questioning of the owner. Today I learned that vomiting every week is not normal behavior for a cat and prompts the vet to want to do expensive blood work, result of which if negative will prompt more expensive testing. Vomit which was being discussed in the vet's office at the exact same time it's stains were being removed from the carpet in my apartment. Clever bit of multitasking there. Maybe I should rethink that professional scheduler thing!