TODAY'S SMILE
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      The other day, as the gang and I sat about in the front of my shop sipping our
morning coffee, Hair Ball, the second of my two cats, began making the most disgusting
noises. It looked as if the cat was trying to throw up, but nothing came out.
     As the rest of us turned rather green at the thought of what might happen, Yodar
Hoopelhoffer, the Mount Perry town idiot, watched the proceedings with intent interest.
Why anyone would want to watch a thing like this, boggled the mind. Yet, here sat Yodar,
completely transfixed by what was going on in front of him.
     At last Yodar turned to me and said, “Hair Ball, has a hair ball and the cat can’t pass
the thing in either direction. You need to take your cat to the Veterinarian.”
     Paying a bit more attention to my long suffering cat, I realized Yodar was quite right. I’
d suspected this was a hair ball, but Yodar’s comment seemed to confirm my suspicions.
The very next morning I dragged the cat carrier out of storage and made ready to put kitty
into the thing. This was much easier said than done.
     Hair Ball, “Spread Eagled” all four claws over the entrance to the cat carrier and
absolutely refused to be put inside, much less have the door closed after the fact. The
battle between man and cat went on for several minutes, until, Hair Ball, realized, I was
stronger and not about to give up.
     Once inside the cat carrier and the door securely locked in place, Hair Ball, began
making the most frightening noises. It sounded as if I’d captured a Badger or some other
ferocious beast and was transporting the thing in this flimsy looking cat carrier. The more
frightening the noises coming from the cat carrier, the flimsier the container looked.
     The trip to the Veterinarian’s office, though only a few blocks, was a study in the
most ferocious noises I’d ever heard come out of a single cat. Hair Ball, was obviously not
amused by the experience and wanted the entire world to know just how things looked
from inside the cat carrier.
     On arriving at the Veterinarian’s office, I found the waiting room crowded with people
and their sick pets. They smiled politely at me, but I was treated as a plague carrier
because of the fierce sounds coming from the cat carrier. The people around me stared
with wide eyed amazement at the cat carrier and began moving as far away from the
carrier as the four walls allowed.
     About this time, Hair Ball, got a whiff of the many dogs and other critters waiting in
line with us. Judging by the shift in weight within the cat carrier, kitty had moved to the far
end of the container and coiled there in anticipation of a life and death struggle.
     The volume and frequency of bone chilling noises emanating from the container in my
hands grew in volume and frequency, as the people in front of me in the line, round eyed
with fear and surprise, made way for kitty and I to approach the check in counter.
Suddenly, I was the only one in the room with a problem.
     At the check in counter, I carefully explained kitty’s problem to two young ladies who
weren’t quite sure they wanted to have my cat carrier anywhere near them. The volume of
screeching, growls, snarls and scratching from within the cat carrier now filled the room.
Both dogs and owners now cowered as far away from my cat carrier as the confines of the
room allowed. Those who had not already made their way to the door and escape, now
edged themselves in this direction.
     Suddenly, what had looked like a visit which might take several hours, now melted
away into a cursory, “The Doctor will see you NOW.”
     In the examination room, I placed my very animated cat carrier on the examination
table and waited for the doctor. He arrived within seconds and asked me to take Hair Ball
out of the cat carrier for examination. Somehow, I got the distinct impression, he really
didn’t want my kitty out of the carrier and potentially loose in his office.
     Hair Ball was, by this time, having an absolute fit inside the cat carrier. I opened the
door to the carrier and reached inside for my loving kitty. I was suddenly alone in the
room. Kitty had spread eagled inside the cat carrier now, and refused to come out. The
doctor, speaking from just outside the door to the examination room, told me kitty, would
need to be anesthetized before he’d do his examination.
     However, he went on, he was sure it was only a hair ball and if I’d feed kitty this very
special food he was about to sell me, the problem would go away. I got the very distinct
impression, he wanted me and my cat carrier to go away quickly and take the cat and the
problem with me.
     “Ordinarily,” he said, “an office visit is $30.00. However, if you leave now, I’ll only
charge you $15.00 because I never really examined your cat, --- there is a cat in inside
there, isn’t there?”
     Leaving the Veterinarian’s office, I found the other pet owners gathered in the parking
lot staring at my cat carrier with great apprehension. As soon as they knew which was I
wanted to go to get to my car, they cleared the way, as if by magic. As I place the cat
carrier inside my car the volume of noise from within the carrier began to subside.
     By the time I arrived back at my flat, all was quiet. I carefully placed the cat carrier on
the counter and opened the door. Hair Ball strolled leisurely out onto the counter top,
looked at me and began making an even bigger hair ball. I couldn’t help but wonder what
would happen if I took kitty with me, in the cat carrier, when I went to the supermarket
and found myself in one of those endless check out counters lines?
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  KITTY AND THE VET
Written March 11, 2006 Fiction 1048 Words.
Copyright © 2006 Robert P. Herbst. All rights reserved.

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