March 5, 2011
Fionn did not want to go to the vet today. He put up a massive struggle, turned into wild kitty, with teeth bared and chomping, and deep, throaty, aggressive yowls that would be more expected out on the serengetti than in my living room. He got to sit home while Miss Leo went out and had fun (!) with us, and he was still hiding in the basement when we got home. He spent all day hiding from us and hissing at Miss Leo, who smelled of the vetís office and antiseptic. Ah, life is simple when youíre a cat.