Ever notice how cats make you pay when one of their own is taken to the vet?

Sharing my life with cats for over thirty years has made me an expert on their endlessly fascinating behavior.
For example, this past year, my husband and I have been wringing our hands over the fact that neither we nor our vet can clip Lorna’s nails. She turns into eight pounds of sheer fury.
After trying everything, our vet said an injectable sedative would be our best bet. One that leaves the body quickly.
We took her on Monday, both of us feeling shitty and scared. Well, Lorna came through it like a champ but returned home to two pissed-off “brothers.”
Because of the “vet smell,” they hissed at her the rest of the day and all day yesterday.
But today, things are back to normal and Lorna is back to kicking ass.





