Took Trevor to the vet yesterday for his rabies shot and to get microchipped. He did pretty well with the rabies, but the poor little baby didn't like the microchip one bit
The vet tech who was holding him was wearing soft, rubbery bracelets and he grabbed them and yanked and pulleld on them the whole time they were doing the procedure. It only took a few seconds, but it seemed like forever, to me and him. Oh, well, it is over and he will never have to get it done again. I filled out the paper work and dropped it in the mail. Hopefully I'll never have to use it, but it's better safe than sorry.
I don't know if it was the trauma of going to the vet yesterday, but he didn't act like he felt very good yesterday. Mostly slept and wanted to be left alone or in my lap. But wild as ever this morning!!
Cyndie