A Trip to the Vet (Deja Vu)

Fetcher's vet is a forty minute drive away, so taking him in for his annual visit is always an event.  First he has to be captured and put in his carrier.  Then the cage is  covered with a towel so Fetcher can't see life whizzing by as he looks out the car window and get sick.  During the whole trip he howls plaintively, but when we get to the vet he is oddly silent.  Given the chance to make his escape, he's not so sure that he wants to come out after all.

Gradually he creeps out of the carrier and begins his exploration of the vet's office.

Paul does much of the talking with the vet while I take photographs. 

As I snap photos, I'm struck by a sense of deja vu.  Back home I check my blog.  Yes, I remember correctly.  "A Trip to the Vet" was my very first blog post, a bit more than four years ago, on December 29, 2008.   

Look at my little cutie back then; what a sweetheart.

He's still my sweetheart and my cutie, but there's no denying that he's growing up into a young man.

Ah, life!