Vet Day

Ginger needed her nails trimmed - poor kitty, every step she takes her claws get caught in the carpet or bed or me - and I wasn’t sure how much she would cooperate this first time around. Better to let the pro’s do it, along with a general check-up and vaccinations. 

My sweet 15 pound girl didn’t hiss or growl or even try to get away. She just cooperated and charmed everyone.

We also discovered that 2 of her teeth need to come out and she’s probably in a fair amount of pain. That led to blood work being done and surgery scheduled after we get back from taking Jac home this weekend. 

Seems Ginger might be holding a grudge… she decided Pop was her favorite person tonight since he didn’t help hold her for the vet.

I may have to bribe my way back into her good graces…