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On Monday, I returned as usual at about 7:45 am after a long night of feline activities. I suspected nothing, but once inside, I was a victim of an ambush !

The cat flap was blocked with the laundry basket to prevent me from going out again : I felt that a visit to the V-E-T was in the air…

At 8:10 am, I was unceremoniously thrown in my basket of transport, brought by car up to the cursed place, weighed, ausculted, and inoculated. I might roar my disapproval during the 10 minutes of route, that changed nothing.

At 8:45 am, I was back home, traumatized, but alive.