Trip to the Vet

Yesterday I got to go to the vet. It was a funny smelling place. When Dad first took me into the exam room, this guy with all these holes in his face grabbed me and ran off with me. I tried my best to add to his collection, but he evaded my fierce, killer instincts. Next, the doctor came and looked at me. After a terribly embarrassing discussion about my poop, he took out the sutures and now I am free! Well, not looking forward to going back, but at least I am a bit better off now than when I went in.