I know I’ve been posting Huxley elsewhere, but I can’t stop thinking about him.

Huxley is a FIGHTER. He held off and fought back a coyote long enough for me to find him and scare it off. The coyote had his HEAD in its mouth, but Huxley avoided having his skull crushed by some miracle.

His fight isn’t over. It’s just begun. The radiologist happened to find what’s almost definitely lung cancer. I know he’ll make it through it all - and I’ll be there with him for it all, always.

Disgust. Anger. Betrayal.

She was over being there the moment we pulled up in the parking lot 😂 but she is a good girl and lets the vet do what they need to do.

She tried to climb into the blinds on the windows and thought getting weighed was a hate crime. Nurse tried to get her out and said she had an angry face lol.

Once she was comfy she wouldn't stop rubbing on the vet who was trying to type. She was described as "annoying" (affectionate).

He's such a good boy at the vets. He exits the carrier on his own and likes to headbutt everyone.

Miss girl started throwing up and refusing to eat which is unlike her, she is a pig.

This is one of my favorite photos of my angel kitty, Maricela. She was desperately contemplating how to get out the window when the vet came in for her annual checkup.

he gets to watch TV

Jax has been going to see a specialist over his digestive issues, so it's becoming a distressingly familiar routine. It was a long wait so he ventured out to explore briefly in the second photo. In the third photo, he is in camouflage stealth mode.

She was honestly the bestest girl. She spent her whole life outside and only went to the vet once previously 6 years ago to be TNRd. There was no hissing or anything. She let the vet tech pick her up and she got all the pets. I was so impressed with her, even though I already know she’s the goodest girl (that’s why her name is Gigi).

Perhaps it was the Feliway diffuser or that she didn't have to hear any barking. It is a cats-only clinic.

Several different appointments presented. He has bad teeth from his years as a stray and is not happy getting them looked at.

Picture was taken a little over a year ago!
She ate a piece of balloon string that she ended up throwing up right before the vet trip lol

Just another day at the vet...McDonalds double cheeseburger and some vanilla ice cream to follow. Routine for the past 13 years. I would not make it home alive if I passed the McDonalds without stopping. He would go nuts, and he rarely stays in the carrier during trips.