Where the Orange goes to the vet

Rufus:
I've been getting really comfy with my new front porch home!  I can sit right behind the people's heads (through a window) and coo-scream at them when I get lonely and want attention.  They're pretty big suckers....I'm a people cat since I just don't know I can trust those other creatures in the house yet.  The big one looks a lot like the local tom-cat and that long-skinny one?  What IS that exactly??

I was really good for the Office Lady to put me in the carrier.  We went out to this big moving machine and I was good but askeered.  I was shaking in fear!!  The OL pet me and told me it was OK and I love her so I settled down.  I vaguely remembered trips like this in the past but it has been a long time.

So we went inside and eventually went to a room where she took me out of the carrier.  I just wanted to curl up and didn't know what was going on.  The first thing they did was verfiy I am indeed a boy and I do not have boy-bits.  So I was definately someone's cat since they neutered me.  Then they took my temperature which was no biggie.  They kept telling me how very good and sweet I am. 

I made the vet lady's day because I ate treats from her hand.  I like treats.  I don't know what the big deal is eating it from a person's hand but apprently most cats don't at the vet.  I should have known it was a bribe because they put 2 shots in me and then she stole my blood!!  Can you believe she stole my blood????  And then she swabbed my ears.  NEXT (as if this wasn't enough) I got dewormer pills shoved down my throat.  At least they gave me a big bowl of wet food after that.  That was nommy.  Mmmmmmm

While we were waiting for results I decided I wanted to jump up on the scale/table.  I like high places- they make me feel safe.  The OL had to get a chair to get me down hehehe.  Next came an ear cleaning (I have a lot of yeast and bacteria in my ears, but no mites).  Then my blood results came back that I'm negative to everything (which apparently is a good thing?).  Then the OL suggested scanning me for a microchip (which I didn't have).  And finally......the worst part.........CLIPPY CLAWS.

I had put up with a lot really nicely.  There was no way they were taking my clawrs without a fight!  I screamed and yowled and faught back for this part.  It was over pretty quickly though. 

The OL dropped me back at home on my porch and went right to lawschool.  The Office Guy came home and let me into the house since I'm disease free.  I did not like that....there are 3 cats in there and they are EVIL and trying to KILL me.  When the OL came home she tried again but this time she (the smart one) just opened the door and let me come in on my own terms.  That lanky one with big ears......she's CRAZY.  Like BAT crazy.  She runs at me and purrs!  Like, just runs at me like she knows me???!!  She must have brain problems.  Luckily the OL has caught her from just terrifying the poo out of me. 

The big one seems pretty laid back, if I hiss at him he backs away.  The little one that is brown is terrified of me.  I don't know why?  The humans have been petting him to make him feel special.  We'll see where all of this goes.....