"for a a couple of teenagers..."

11 July 2018: Did my due diligence as a pet-owner today and took Bing and Wes in for their yearly visits. For some crazy reason, I took them together. As usual, they were fine until we got in the exam room. The vet and her assistant were lovely and kind, even when Wesley made the vet tech bleed. The good news? For "a couple of teenagers," in the vet's words, they both look great. Yay! And now I can not think about doing this again for 365 days.

(Yes, Veronica goes soon for her appointment, but she's actually easier, which is baffling.)

Here's Bing about 5 minutes after we got home, already back to normal, sitting next to me as I type. They are so weird.