Were following me arround all morning wondering why I wasn't feeding them. Then at 7am I (rather unceremoniously) pour them into their carriers... neither of them were cooperating either. I pack them into the car and drive them 20 minutes to the vet. They are both having their teeth cleaned. Frankie is having (at least) one tooth pulled and a Sr. panel run. Wickett is having a small lump on his tail/bum checked out too. I feel so bad leaving them there and I hope everything goes well. Fortunately, the tech said they'd probably be ready to come home at noon and DH is going to go pick them up so they don't have to stay longer than necessary... but I still feel bad for them!
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3/27/09 at 5:24am