I think I beat up a bunch of humans today! David brought me to the doctors this morning. I really did not want to go. Hell, I had no breakfast and was hungry and in a pissy mood. Anyway, so David brings me and then the tech brings me into the back room and they put me in a cage! Me! In a cage? I don’t think so! So when they came by later and tried to grab me by my neck, I let loose! I hissed, spit, clawed and bit! I turned into one lean mean shredding machine! I whooped some vet butt! They backed off and talked amongst themselves, pointing a lot at me. When they came back someone had on a big glove and they put me in a box, then put some kind of bag over it! That was it, I rolled up my sleeves, no more kiddy claws for them and I went nuts! I must have just kicked into overdrive because I was suddenly sleepy. The next thing I know I am in the damn cage again and my jaw really hurts! Obviously I really went off on them, and must have bit them so hard I hurt my jaw! I must have been in some kind of cool fighting rage and that is why I can’t remember beating them all off before they somehow managed to get me back in the cage! But I know I taught them a lesson they will not soon forget! (Damn, I need to learn to not bit as hard when I am in my wild frenzy, my jaw hurts!)

* Note from David: Hamlet has begun to get worse at the vet now. He actually scares them now. He went for his teeth cleaning and he had a bad tooth that got pulled. The vets told me he had a fit, tried to bite them and they finally had to use a tent to pump gas in to calm him enough to put under. After no one really wanted to go near him! When I came to get him they asked me to go in the back and get him out of the cage. Hahahaha. Hamlet is a little sweetie for me. I went back and saw they had a little sign on the cage that said his name, and also “Extreme Caution!”. I opened the door and he looked up at me and I told him how great he was and scratched his head. I then picked him out and held him. Mean time the tech was staying 10 or 15 feet back! They told me they decided it was not worth weighing him because they were a bit afraid. So I put him on the scale and told them his weight. It is funny really, he is my little baby, and with them the devil himself. Itchy they claim is the sweetest cat alive and I have seen the devil in him! Go figure. Anyway, if hamlet wants to believe he is some kind of Hercules then I say let him. *grin*