We have been to the vet and made it home safely with nary a wound to show for it.  Kako got her annual vaccinations and checkup.  She is in excellent health just as I suspected.

Branded “very unpleasant” by the very same veterinary clinic after she wreaked all manner of havoc during an emergency visit to treat a urinary tract infection, I was suspicious of her motives when during this visit they referred to her as “quite pleasant” and “well behaved” and “a good girl”.  I stood in awe while she tolerated the poking and prodding, the clipping of her nails, the violations of her body, and various other embarrassments thrust upon her by the well meaning veterinary community.  Only during the final part of the exam did she finally tire of the whole charade and voiced her displeasure with a few strategic growls, all the while trying to climb under my sweatshirt.

I was thrilled with her!  Kako is not recognized for her patience or gentleness during such times.  Despite that fact, she was a shockingly courteous young lady.  She even sat idly by and enjoyed my constant stroking of her fur while the vet and I talked about Grendel‘s progress.  Realizing that he is her man, I accepted her willingness to wait those few extra minutes as signs of selfishness.  Whatever discomfort she might have endured was eclipsed by her need to ensure Grendel was well and would be around to fulfill her needs.

Exam, vaccinations and discussions addressed, we packed up our things, picked up a refill of Grendel’s steroids, grabbed some cat food, then headed home.  Vocal on the way to the vet, our return journey was punctuated by a few quiet meows.  She was thrilled when we arrived home and leaped from the pet carrier with enthusiasm and, dare I say, a bit of disgust.  Nevertheless, she came right to me for attention and undoubtedly an apology.  She received both.

In observance of her unusual composure under stressful circumstances, they were all treated to yummy helpings of fresh tuna.  I gave her extra recognition by holding her in my lap and feeding her this special treat by hand, a move she always appreciates and enjoys.

Kudos aside, I strongly believe my punishment will come later.  Her timing is impeccable, albeit sneaky.  Unsuspecting and unaware, I will eventually let my guard down and she will seek her vengeance.  That’s my girl!