Maui here, showing the Back of Disrespect.
You may have gathered that I went to the Evil Vet on Saturday. You know, the same day that I got a new brofur...who I like, by the way. We both have white tippy toes!
But back to Saturday.
Kitties, I did the standard singing in the car, and nervous looking around in the waiting room. I haven't been to the Vet much; once to have my Hooha's removed and once for a check up.
So I wasn't expecting what happened next.
::cue Banjo music, a la "Deliverance"::
Kitties, I was VIOLATED! Twice.
I'm standing on the Exam table, and the nice (or so I thought) Dr. Bennett is scritching me and listening to my heart and feeling me up a little bit. That's OK, I can hang with some heavy petting.
Then, all of a sudden up goes my tail and something cold went in my bum! Yes, it was the Evil Thermometer.
Kitties, my bum is a one-way valve. I girded my loins and launched that nasty thermometer OUT and across the exam table! Dr. Bennett said she had never seen a kitty do that before... Long story short, I clenched my anal sphincter so tight Daddy had to grab my hind feets, Dr. Bennet lifted my tail, and Kitties, I lost the battle. My temperature was taken.
Here is a picture of my poor abused 'tocks.
Which I am never showing to anybody, ever again.
I don't think I'll ever get over the trauma.
I need a nap.
There, that's much better.