Chased Frodo all over the apartment once he saw the cat carrier. Moved the couch, end table, climbed under 2 beds to discover cat vomit under the guest bed, and finally when he crawled under the cat hamock, I picked it up and grabbed him. Held him in the middle with both arms with his legs hanging down so he can't grab my shirt for leverage to jump off. He bit me under the guest bed and after my harsh "Frodo" next time he pawed at me instead of scratching. We had a magic moment of petting as I tried to brush off the cobwebs off his whiskers. Then it was back grabbing and hissing.
Into the carrier and now Precious is hiding from me behind a chair. Clean up the cat vomit from under the guest bed and put my shoes on. Vet office is under construction from their expansion (at least somebody in this economy is expanding). Little girl asks what is wrong with my cat panting like crazy. He is terrified cause he knows what is about to happen. Pet inspection says he is in good health at 13.1 lbs. Good, same as last year. Pay our bill and go home. Cats hide for about an hour and then come out to eat their treats I laid out for them. Back to normal until next year's vet visit.
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