on Feb. 7th Isabella turned 3 - now I've gotten her a pet fish (spike) and we became aunts to 3 robins this past summer - both of these events I'll write more about soon but today - I think I almost gave her a heart attack. This was not my first choice for her gift. Today the 9th (my birthday) Isabella had to go to her Doctor to have her nails done (clipped, I know how bad I am!), now I love Dr. Susan, she & the Kindness Hospital in Osippee NH not only have a wonderful reputation but it is well deserved. Isabella also once loved both of them. Not anymore,she turns into a nightmare I almost don't recognize. Today the assistants were pretending to draw straws for who would have be with making me smile as I know despite Isabella's awful behavior every one of them would do anything needed to keep her healthy,wealthy & wise. While we were in the waiting room I heard a strange noise coming from Isabella's carrier almost as though she were digging. I keep a soft,fleece mat in the bottom of her heavy plastic carrier and when I peeked in she was burrowing under her mat,obviously desperate to hid. Poor Isabella she was unable to avoid her fate, one would think she was being drawn & quartered. Needing only her front paws done she was quickly back in our car where I opened the door to her carrier. Now Isabella likes riding in the car, since I take her everywhere this is a good thing, and she usually lays on the backseat beside her carrier. On visits from the vet she stays in the carrier because when I glance back to see if she's alright she can give me that squinty evil eyed look that says you do not have long to live look. (I get that look often!) So since she seemed to be calming done and since my car looked like I'd been riding in mud I thought I'll stop at the car wash. Isabella's been with me before when she was in a better mood, she sat up front even trying to stand to watch the water & large rollers. This was not the day for a car wash. The minute the water started I heard a thump & Isabella jumped out of the carrier and headed for parts unknown.When I arrived home, I found her hidden deep under my seat. After about 15 minutes of useless coaxing I finally thought she doesn't know where she is, so with the garage opener in one hand and the car door open so she'd see the light I opened the garage. I don't know if it was the garage door opening up, my rapidly running out patience or simply she thought I'd been punished enough. After all first I bring her to an S&M site then I scared at least one if not two of her lives out of her at God only knows what sort of place that was - for her it may have been simply payback. Just another day in my life with Isabella.
