Woman brought in an orange kitty about 10 weeks old.  Yep, I was going
"Awwwwwwwww........"

I helped the doctor look in his eyes and ears, but then it time to
take a few cc's of blood.

The kitten squealed and wiggled out of my grasp.  We got another tech
and she couldn't hold him still.  Then we double teamed, her with the
front end and me with the back end.  The poor kitty's screams just got
louder and louder as he wiggled and fought.

the doctor told me to get this more experienced tech, who was giving
this small bulldog a bath.  I took over for him, but I could still
hear the kitty's screams over the running water.  I finished in about
ten minutes and came back out to see if there was any success.

I come out and the little kitten is in a clear plastic box hooked up
to the Isoflourane tank.  I stifled giggle and a groan.  The box is
used to knock out unruly cats that won't hold still.  Most of the time
it's because we're trying to inject them with a sedative before
surgery, but it's also used for calming a small animal.  But we
weren't trying to knock the poor guy out completely, just enough so we
could hold him to get blood.

The kitty's looking around with this quizzical look as the gas flows
in.  Then he starts swaying from side to side, I call it the Capt.
Jack Sparrow impression.  hehehe

Then he starts trying to walk around the box, but knocking into the
sides.  BonK!  Bonk!!  Clunk!!  The poor guy!!  It's weird to watch,
you feel like laughing, but at the same time sorry for the kitty.
Then the kitty flops on his back and starts pawing at nothing. (Guess
he was seeing things)

Finally we took him out and got the blood, but he was still SCREAMING.
I went on and did something else and when I came back, he was sitting
up and washing himself.

Man, and he's coming in to be castrated next week.  *sigh*

Kristi