So, our semi-annual vet visit was last night. :) Tim, Tom & Ivy were up this time.
Tommy was an unhappy man and stabbed me with his nails a couple of times in an attempt to escape. Dr. Taylor offered to get his nails, but he doesn't give me a problem so I let it go....I can get him over the weekend my self. Tim was a chicken, but nothing unusual. She said he needs his teeth cleaned but not bad. She was astounded that they are both 7 years old. Tommy weighed 14.1, Tim 14. I thought Tom was heavier than that, but apparently not.
And then there was the Princess. I figured we would get a lecture about her weight. She came in just over 10 pounds. Which doesn't sound bad until you realize she isn't that tall - I say if your circumference is greater than your height, you are in trouble. :) She was EVIL!!! No bite attempts - she got close a couple of times but never tried to sink fang. She did however scream like she was being murdered. And my sliding door was open, so I can only imagine what the neighbors think now. She was vaccinated and did get her nails trimmed. We let her go and Dr Taylor wanted to check her microchip number. Ivy was sitting on the ledge between the stairs and the sofa - Dr Taylor scanned her and Ivy sat there with her ears pinned back. :)
