The VET!

Mom dragged Lucky and me off to the VET on Saturday. It would have been traumatic, except the vet (Dr. L.) loves, loves, loves me. (He said he needed to take me home and observe me for several years. Mom said it wasn't happening!)

Anyway my vet says I am perfect, perfect perfect. I weigh 17.91 pounds (down from 18.4 from last years). Lucky is exactly the same as last year, 12.91 pounds. My eyes, ears, heart, lungs and teeth are all perfect, perfect, perfect. Dr. L. loves me. Mom says he can love me all he wants, but he's only seeing me once a year. lol Still, I didn't like the blood they stole or the shots they gave me. But at least they didn't have to clean out MY anal sacks like the did Lucky. (Who is not nearly as perfect, perfect, perfect as me!)