Last Thursday I had appointments to get the 2 cats and our dog rabies shots. If I had to do it over again, I would. Dog in the car first, easy peasy, she loves car rides. Next up, Winchester, my gray, chubby little lover buddy into the carrier without a problem. Didn't notice until too late that the tiger male was observing. Took one step towards him and away he went to the 3rd floor, my daughter's bedroom & bathroom which is his "safe zone" usually.

That's when it all started! I went up after him and when I got to the top of the spirals, I did my best to block off the stairs, fruitless attempt for that agile little sh!t!! So, on it went 3 damn times. Got to the kitchen and was so damn winded that I leaned on the island counter to try and catch my breath. That's when it hit me, didn't feel good, that's for sure. It definitely let me know that I can't act like a dude of half my age anymore. Cat scored one on me that time! He's lucky that I don't hold a grudge!!

It may have been grumpy but at least it was there to do what it had to!

Tell that to the device nurse when she interrogates your ICD.