The Vet then stabbed me in the neck, not once, but three times! It was most disagreeable and if I could have turned my head I would have bitten him. The one thing I did like about the Vet's was that there were many peasant cats just there for the taking, although of course the shadow of bore did not allow me to indulge in any such delight. She really does suck the fun out of everything! I was made to stand about while they prattled on with the Vet. Finally they decided to return to the motor vehicle. I walked there on my own, I was only too happy to be retreating from the Vet's.
We set off for home again. Just as we were turning onto the street where we reside, I exacted my revenge. I vomited through the bars of the crate, managing to catch the female infidel as it passed through the bars of the crate, splashing onto her aghast face. An appropriate reprisal I feel.