Every year it happens and every year it completely freaks me out… CIA Cat’s annual exam… god be with us. However during our strategy meeting I discovered something startling that had nothing to do with CIA Cat.
Hubby: Ok, so I’ll get CIA Cat in the carrier and then swing by the office and pick you up.
Me: Good, thanks honey. This way I wont be stressed to rush home, fight to get her in the carrier and then speed off to get her to the appointment on time.
Hubby: Well if you’re worried about her getting too stressed, I could feed her some catnip before I put her in the carrier.
Me: Babe! We’re not getting her high before the exam!
Hubby: Why not? I think it will make the whole experience more enjoyable for her.
Me: What do you think the vet will say when I bring her in high on the nip?
Me: oh my god
Hubby: What? That was funny.
Me: No no it was, but I just caught a glimpse of what Tif must go through everyday working next to me.