Our cat started planting her bum firmly on the table and cowering in subsequent vet visits. And doing that thing where small animals can suddenly weigh five tonnes when they feel the need. Poor girl.

All this reminds me of how baffled & impressed I am by my barely-six-pound calico cat. She was born under my shed, technically feral for the first almost-two-years of her life. She only really knows my family. So, before every vet visit, I expect she's gonna kill someone. But she's always polite.

Not happy. Not excited to go back. Probably upset at the temperature being taken, blood work, etc. But the next time, she's always exactly as polite as the previous time. This quote-unquote "former feral cat" is more civilized than at least 90 percent of people I've met.

Ours was a little feral too, a farm kitten. She hates people, other animals, Tuesdays - but to be fair to her, she's very well-behaved at the vet's. I mean, I can't really blame her for the bum thing, no-one would appreciate a strange primate shoving something up there 😆

Exactly. That's why I'm so baffled, every time that she decides NOT to go full claws-to-the-face on the whole building. Despite being only about six pounds and barely an adult, none of the other feral cats could best her, in a physical fight. She's highly aggressive. But she gives the vets a pass.

She's approaching 17 years old now, and only just barely showing signs of age. Like, just some loss of muscle mass and maybe a touch of creaky joints. I can only hope I'm half as spry, when I'm about 84.