Well. That's That For Another Year!

I. am. exhausted. And it did not help that I woke up with a headache this morning.

Here is how the afternoon went today. I got home from work and Golfer and I had lunch. Then it was time to wrestle the furry kids into the carriers for their annual visit to the doctor. While I was circling the dining room table after Cinder a few times, Golfer was upstairs trying to coax Cecil out from under the bed. I grabbed Cinder. No luck for Golfer with Cecil. So that's one cat in the carrier and sitting by the door.

While Golfer was upstairs, Hermione got wind of what was going on and she dove under our bed. We called, coaxed, and offered bribes. No luck. I got the long handled fuzzy duster and tried to push her out. No luck. Then a brainstorm! I got the stick vacuum, shut the bedroom door and went to the far side of the bed and started vacuuming under the bed. It wasn't long before Hermione ran out and saw Golfer and jumped to my side and I got her. That's two kitties in carriers in the hall by the door.

Time was running out. We put the girls in the car. Golfer had gone out first and when he closed the door to the garage, Cecil heard it and ran downstairs and under our bed. Ah ha! I got Golfer back in and we closed the bedroom door, opened the closet door and turned on the vacuum. Golfer got him cornered when Cecil ran into the closet. Of course in the process of getting him into the carrier, I got peed on, but at that point, who cared!

So they had their check-ups and all were very good. Had one mishap when Cinder was being feisty and unbalanced her carrier and it fell off a chair. Dr. W. gave her a second going over and checked her out. She wasn't hurt and she remained fairly quiet for the rest of the outing. Hermione had to have some blood work done. Overall, they are in good shape though and are now thoroughly ticked off about the event.

I have had a shower, took some Tylenol and am drinking a Coke. It's a pizza night here for supper.

Stay safe!