The Scooter Diaries

So Mom was told she has to take me to the local vet’s for my first check up within 10 days of adopting me. It’s a week since my journey to the Rockies and here I am squeezed into that little plastic box again.

After a short road trip, where I might add I behaved impeccably we arrived at the vets. I’m ushered into the examining room and a tall and I mean tall white coat stoops down and looks into my cage, “let’s get him out then shall we?”

And do ya know what? They opened the door and tipped the box vertically, regardless of this I still managed to put up a bit of resistance and it took some shaking and pulling before I was relocated to the worktop.

Hi y'all Scooter here

Ready for the next installment of the Scooter Diaries?

We left off with me leaving my temporary home of 4 months to start a new life in the mountains.

Well the journey home wasn't too much fun and I guess that perhaps I had too much breakfast because I ended up embarrassing myself by pooping in my carrier a few minutes before we finally stopped.

Hi y’all Scooter here

Mom has neglected this blog way too long so I will be your new voice of the people, your hip, about the town kitty.

But you will want to know about me first eh?