I took Lookie to the vet this morning because she has been having problems peeing. Lookie has never left the house before let alone go to the vet, so I was quite concerned about that. The journey is a long one on motorcycle, so I lined the sides of the carrier so she couldn't see out. She would have to travel between my legs on the motorcycle, and I was afraid that she would panic. When we started off, she ripped off one of the newspapers lining the sides, then spent the journey just being quiet and looking out the window. What a sweetheart! We went to a different vet this time, the one at the Department of Animal Control. The vet did a great job, and Lookie is all dried up now down there. She was so awesomely sweet and calm, I almost think she enjoyed going to the vet. No... that has to be impossible... all pets hate the vet...
