Rigby was scheduled for a follow-up check-up yesterday afternoon. It took me over 30 minutes to get him in his carrier. I tried all the tricks I could think of. None of it worked, but it did for his 2 brothers, Bowie and Mordecai. Everyone wanted to get in except him. I had to carry him in the car and called for help to all the saints. I think he knew that I was desperate because when he was inside the car ,he barely resisted, or maybe he just gave up. He knew that there was no other way, but go.
We were a few minutes late with our appointment. Although we live near the vet's office, thankfully, they understood why we came in late.
He had another x-ray on his left hind leg. It's healing, according to his doctor. Cartilage is slowly growing in his injured joint, and it's expected that after another 4 weeks, he'll be healed. *crossing our fingers.
After our appointment, I didn't need any tricks or even the help of the doctor for him to get in his carrier. He just walked in.
Hahahaha. He was so confident it was over. It was time to go home.
He is on his cast again--- not in green, but in blue with a heart. It's so Commes de Garcons PLAY.
He is wearing his heart on his
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Rigby is fashionable ;)
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