I recently had to take my new feral, Rambler, to the vet for giardia. He’ll be fine, I got some meds. The thing is that I’m so used to him hissing at me when I come in, I assume that he wants to throw down. He’s been a feral for five years, so I figured he knew how to defend himself. It was rough getting him in the carrier but I got him to the vet without him making any noise.

When I got there, I told him that they were going to have to sedate him. I assumed he was going to go nuts like his brother, Pierre, who is a sweet little boy, normally. But nope, he hissed twice, didn’t even swipe at the vet and then they were able to work on him.

My mother had brought this up a few days ago that she thinks that cats’ personalities switch when they get to the vet. Her tough guy cat, Killer turned into a big baby and was scared. Boo was a sweet cat but used to fight.

So, my readers if you’ve noticed that your cats’ personalities change when they got to the vet. Leave a comment while I leave you with pictures of my boys.