Where iz you taking me, kerazy Momma??
You knowz what's even worse? When she takes you OUT of da car box and you iz at the place where they pokes and prods and sticks you everywhere. Can you believes they made me gets on a SCALE?? A lady never revealz her weight! Then they stoles my blood and trimmed my claws.
Dey not coming back, are dey, Momma?
Oh Momma. It wuz awful.
And dey are NEVER satisfied! Dey want to see me in another month because they sez I iz losing weight and have some weird liver thingies in my bloods. So MORE blood tests and stuffs. Ugh. Car rides NEVER lead to anything good, I don' care what my goggies say.
Home now, Momma.