cats: another year, another vet visit

[kellan_the_tabby]

[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a purple harness, is flopped on a kitchen-style counter. In front of him is a stethescope. ]

Tom’s gotten very used to going to the vet. No concerns at all, other than ‘why are you poking me in the butt when you could be petting m–oh good there’s the petting’.

Marisol, not so much.

[ Marisol, a tiny longhaired calico cat, is hunkered up under a black fleece vest, with only her head and one forepaw sticking out. Her ears, though, are perked forward. ]

… but she did a lot better than she usually does. & she’s gained weight! She’s now SEVEN whole pounds! Most of which is muscle & violence.

(Loiosh hunkered under a chair because he knows he’s gotta get blood drawn every time & he would like to Not.)

But Tom wandered the room, perfectly pleased, exploring, occasionally pausing a moment to just sit & take it all in.

[ Tom’s sitting on the far end of the examination table, ears and whiskers forward, just looking around. ]

Hey Tom! Dramatical posing?

[ Tom’s walking across the table towards the camera, though he’s paused, again, to look over his right shoulder. ]

No no wait Tom I wasn’t calling you I just

[ Tom’s walking towards me, head down and blurry, much closer to the camera now. ]

… just wanted you to … oh my gods FINE.

& then he got love.

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