I wasn’t expecting this afternoon to go well, and I was right. I don’t want to be one of those ‘glass half empty’ kind of people, but taking the dog and the cat to the local vet by myself just has trouble written all over it.
I had some errands to run in town after work before we went to the vet, but they didn’t take too long and I was home in no time to get the animals ready. Daryl and I were looking at this one Insurance Policy that of course needed to be filled out today or you loose it. I don’t know why it always happens that way, but we did it again today. But we decided on what we were going to do, and I was going to give them a quick call before I had to leave. But a quick call, turned into a little longer call than I expected and finally after another call back from them, I was able to find Little Kitty and head out the door. I left her in the house so I could keep track of her when I was going to leave. Daryl headed out to the field. Now I’m not sure what he was doing out there, but I’m getting the feeling that he wasn’t going to be anywhere near this mess tonight. OK, so I keep watching the clock and I’m running late so I grab the cat and run out the door. I head to the garage and grab the cat carrier and to the truck I go. I get the door open, and kind of shove Little Kitty into the carrier and zip it shut. What I soon found out is that this all happened way too soon for him. Just as I was shutting the door to the truck I’m thinking… what in the world is that terrible smell? Well, I take a look into the carrier and poor Little Kitty had the crap scared out of him. Literally! Well, it wasn’t going to get cleaned up now. So I find Reno up by the steel bins and get her convinced to come to the house. I looked all over in the house for her lease and then made a mad dash for the barn. Still couldn’t find it. Looked again in the house, and finally I found it. Now, not that I had any high hopes that this was going to work for her, but at least I might look a little bit better than the previous times that I’ve showed up at the vet’s office. I usually have to grab Reno under her front paws and while she’s only standing on her back feet, kind of walk/dance her to the door. Let’s just say it looks really dumb. What is it with these animals? OK, so I found the lease and grabbed some paper towels and tried to convince Reno now to get in the truck. Yea, that wasn’t going to happen. Well, I grabbed her under her front paws and did the walk/dance with her to the truck. By this time I was about worn out. But I grabbed my purse, pushed Reno over so I could buckle my seat belt and out of the drive way I tore with the truck. Now I knew that I might have to speed just a little to get to the appointment, so guess how fast I was going? 50 miles an hour. Yea! And do you know why? Well, I kept hearing this terrible bumping noise in the truck and by this time Reno turned backwards to see what was going on. What it was, was the bushel basket that Daryl used earlier for some field stuff, literally bouncing around in the back of the truck. I thought if I slowed down to around 50, maybe it’ll stay in. Well, that wasn’t working. It was so windy today, that it was catching that bushel basket and literally picking it up in the air and then it would come down and hit. I knew it wasn’t good when Reno was watching it and then turned and looked at me like, ‘are you seeing this?’ OK, time to stop and put it inside the cab with us. When I stopped Reno wanted to get out, and only later did I notice that she tipped over a fountain drink Daryl had in the cup holder. This drink went all over Little Kitty and made the situation much, much worse for him. But the basket went into the cab and even though it was pretty cramped, we all just had to deal with it. 
Now when we finally got to the vets office, I put the lease on Reno and she walked right into the office. What a good girl. While she was getting a couple of shots, I tried to clean up Little Kitty as best as I could. And I thought I did a good job until he was on the metal table in the office and was kind of sliding around because of his situation. When everyone had their check up done, back into the truck we went. This time it went much better and we had no issues all the way home. But by the time I got home, I had a funny smell to me and was covered in dog hair and dog drool. I think next time I won’t be as adventurous, and I’ll split these two guys up!