Do You Want to Talk About It?: A Trip to the Vet

Thursday

“Do you want to talk about it?” asked Lamont.

“No,” replied Patch.

“Nope,” replied Paw.

Friday

“ Do you want to talk about it now?” asked Lamont.

“Nope,” said Paw and Patch in unison.

Saturday

“Are you ready to talk about it now?” asked Lamont.

“Okay,” said Patch.

“Yeah,” replied Paw.

“Well, as you know last week the human servants brought home these plastics boxes and assembled them,” said Lamont.

  

“Yeah,” replied Paw. “At the time we thought they were very interesting.”

“Indeed,” said Patch. “We took turns going into the boxes as we like enclosed spaces. I guess it is a cat thing. And then they put in some nice soft towels.”

“I thought they had gotten a playhouse for each of us,” said Paw.

“Little did we know what was in their minds? Even you Lamont with your mind fogging powers failed to discern their intentions, “ said Patch with a little sniff.

“And then there was the fateful Thursday,” continued Lamont. “They brought out all three plastic boxes with wire doors. I think that is when they put in the soft towels. And one by one we innocently entered each box and as soon as we were in they closed those wire doors behind us and we were locked in!”

“Caged!” said Patch.

“Then one by one Meugh picked up each of us in our plastic boxes are took us outside, “said Patch. “It was cold out there. We’re not used to that”

“And then he put us in our little plastic boxes in a big white box in the garage,” continued Paw.

“They call the big white box a car,” stated Lamont. “Then a big door the cage in the big white box was opened after Meugh and Mewreen got into the big white box with us.”

“Oh yes,” added Patch. “Then Meugh made the big white box make strange noises and the big white box backed out of the bigger box it was in and we drove down the highway where our mother got flattened by the truck two years ago.”

“We drove and drove and drove and finally stopped,” said Paw. “Then Mewreen went into a strange building and Meugh began picking up our little plastic boxes are carried us into that building where we all ended up in a strange room with strange people.”

“One guy there wrote down some stuff on a piece of paper and they let us out of our plastic boxes in the strange room,” said Lamont. “It was good to be out of the boxes and our curiosity took over and we began to explore this new place. I took the lead of course.”

“Then a lady came in and talked to Mewreen and Meugh and picked us up one by one and put us on a platform and said a number,” continued Paw. “I think it was our weight. You know, I think she thought we were a bit fat.”

“Fat!” exclaimed” Patch. “Lucky she didn’t put Meugh on that thing. He would have busted it. His stomach has been growing all winter if you haven’t noticed.”

“I really hated it when the lady poked a stick with cotton on the end of it into both of my ears and poked about,” said Patch. It really didn’t hurt but it wasn’t pleasant either.”

“All our hearts were beating a mile a minute,” said Paw. “It was very scary. And then the lady poked needles into us twice each, which didn’t seem to hurt for some reason.”

“Yes, and then she put some goo on our necks, why I’ll never know,” added Patch.

“Finally, they put us all back into our plastic boxes and Meugh carried us back out to the big white box and we went home,” sighed Paw.

“Out of those plastic boxes at last,” exclaimed Lamont. “After a bit, Mewreen gave us some nice tuna from a can. I think she was trying to make amends for our traumatic experience.”

“Well,” said Paw. “as traumatic as it was I’m glad we’ve finally talked about it and gotten it out in the open.”

“Yes,” replied Patch. “It is good to get these things out in the open and to vent our feelings. It was very therapeutic. I’m glad we’ve had our say.”

“Enough,” said Lamont. “We’ve talked about it and we are finally back to our usual activities of bird watching and tracking beasties under the refrigerator and getting lots of attention from the servants. I think we can leave it there.