A Trip to the Vet

I got back a little while ago from dropping off the kittens at the vet to get snipped. Poor guys. I think it might be a relief to Ishmael and Abish though: they get the house to themselves for most of today, and hopefully the kittens will stop bothering them as much in the future. We had to borrow a carrier from our neighbor, and it was kind of fun this morning trying to catch the cats (Moroni was hiding under my bed and really didn't want to come out) and pack them both into the carrier. The first one in wasn't too difficult, but trying to get the second one in without the first one getting out was a challenge. We managed however. We fit the cage into the van and set off. The cats were really quiet for the first few minutes, at least long enough for me to drop the kids off at school. We were about half way to the vet when they started meowing. It was a fun drive. The clinic we took them to doubles as a kennel, and while we were filling out paperwork another patient came in - a dog as big as a shetland pony! Peter loved it, and bravely asked the dog's owner if he could ride him! Of course the answer was no, but the request didn't seem unreasonable in Peter's eyes - the dog was seriously taller than he was. Anyway, it was a fun morning. Hopefully all will go well and the kittens will be picked up tonight.