So I had to bring my cat in for dental surgery on Friday. Poor baby needed two teeth removed. Getting him into the carrier is always a massive production, and I'd swear I was wrestling a baby bear, despite his relatively-modest size (twelve pounds). Now, in the post-op phase, I need to give him meds twice a day for a week. Trust me, he's not a fan of those, either.
*sigh*
Sometimes I wish I were a cat whisperer so that I could tell him it's for his own good.
