We'd made an appointment for Jackie to get shaved and a bath today (he's really not into hygeine). But we neglected to get the trap out so the cats would get used to walking through it. And Jackie was very, very wise, didn't go in. I had to cancel the appointment. He's very upset with me right now, he let me pet him a little and rubbed into my hand, but he won't eat any treats I hand him (he hasn't eaten since last night).
He's very, very upset and I'm feeling like a real asshole right now.
I could just cry, I want him to be happy and I can't get him to understand that being clean and not having those mats leftover from last year would feel ever so much better.
Just damn.
Marco has an appointment in a half hour. With Marco I can open up the carrier and he'll walk right in and lay down. Not that he goes to the vet's office very often, he's actually been a pretty healthy cat. He's getting older and he coughs when he wakes up. This makes me a little nervous, so I'm taking him in.
I still feel like
about Jackson.
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