Yeah, my cat is a freaking holy terror. The vet tech thought we were kidding when we warned her. She was a pushy older lady. The vet said she might be willing to drive here to the house if we can’t get her sedated on the meds she was given today. The last ones caused a seizure, so we’re hoping to have better luck with this stuff. She got her little pills for her asthma. If we can knock her out, they can look at her a little better to see if she might need a different course of treatment. Whatever works.

My little terror. Think Godzilla, in a cat suit. Yep. That’s her.

Update: We just discovered the stuff they gave us to sedate the cat is a freaking opiate. They should just have us make her have some poppy tea and milk. She’d drink it.