We both bent over to look at the digital readings.....but nothing came up.
Fancypants, the stray that wandered into our life, passed test one.
Fancypants had been absolutely terrified riding in the cat kennel in the car. She howled...and peed in the box.....and howled some more. After she was scanned, she decided she had enough of us. She turned towards us and gave us one robust hiss.
The Vet's assistant quickly grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and we proceeded on to step 2. Blood drawing. To live in our house she would have to be both AIDS free and Feline Leukemia free because of our other pets. Her eyes widened to the size of dinner plates when the needle went in her leg for blood...but the assistant had her tight and she couldn't move.
Now we sat on a bench in the office and wondered what the results would be. We packed her up into the kennel ...and the Vet felt her belly again.....there's a chance she could be in the early stages of pregnancy.....and we waited.
20 minutes later, Dr. Cathy walked in with a smile.
"She's yours."
My son and I laughed.....
Full house again.....two cats...two dogs.
We just can't seem to break the cycle.
Welcome to the family...Fancypants.
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