Blog 19 Going to the Vet!

Hi! This blog is about the times when we tried to bring our pet Shadow to the vet. Unlike most pets, as you might guess, Shadow is a really difficult cat to control.

That difficulty—combined with her strong hatred for the vet—is what led to this blog. So, without further delay, here’s the story.

The first incident happened a few years back, when she was still new to the household. Since she was a stray, we were trying to bring her to the vet to check on her health. Shadow, however, had other plans. When we put her in the car, she somehow managed to slip out and bolt into the neighbor’s yard, completely out of our reach.

A couple of weeks later, we decided to fix this problem by putting her in a cage. Apparently, she was smarter than we thought, because while we were loading the car, she unzipped the cage and made another run for it.

So the next time, we decided not to bring Shadow to the vet—but to bring the vet to Shadow. When the vet arrived, we checked on Shadow to make sure she was still there, and luckily, she was. Before leaving, I told my dad that Shadow was downstairs for the vet. As soon as I said the word vet, her ears perked up.

When the vet arrived and went downstairs to check on Shadow, she was gone. We looked up, down, and everywhere, but she was nowhere to be found. That’s when we decided she had won, and the vet left.

Right after the vet was gone, Shadow came upstairs and meowed at us, looking as smug as a cat possibly could.

Here's the blog chess game The opening was pretty standard.

Around move 15 I had a pretty equal pawn trading session but it opened out the board which gave me the advantage.

After blundering on move 25 my opponent missed that and took a "free pawn" which was guarded by my rook. allowing my to take his Queen and win the game