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Mystic, trust me, if just scratching and hissing was all they had to deal with, that was easy.....my parent's cat Annie was a holy terror at the vet's.  She'd start with an unearthly growling as soon as they hit the parking lot, and trying to get her out of the carrier was a total nightmare...then they'd stuff her into a thick canvas bag if they could, otherwise , it took 4 people plus my mom to handle her....Annie was declawed, but she could bite like a frickin' Rottweiler!  We're talking stiches here......and when they were done and tried to put her back into the carrier, it was like Sylvester in the doorframe...Annie wanted blood, and she wasn't going to go back in til she got it!  And bless them, the vet's would go thru this every 6 months, and as she aged, whenever she got ill.

Unfortunately, the only time she was put in the carrier was when she went to the vet...any other time, she just had her leash, and she'd ride in my dad's lap looking out the window.  Mom was always scared that she'd try to make a break for it if they didn't crate her for the vet's trip, and the vet's was on a busy street.  Plus she'd probably attack the poor unsuspecting dogs inside the office!

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Butterfly, at least yours is looking at something....my kittehs think it's funny to freak out Mom by looking across the room, or out of the room, or down the hallway intently like there's a ghost out there or something.....ghost, serial killer, axe murderer.....and they seem to do it after I've watched a scary movie......little snots!