Donovan's Ears: Part Two

I have survived many unpleasant circumstances while I lived outside as a "stray" however nothing is quite as terrifying as being forced into a carrier, placed inside a car, and told you are going to the vet:

As an aside, I greatly admire the female human for securing the carrier with the seatbelt. One can never be too careful when transporting felines.... this is especially true in my case because I attempted every escape maneuver I could imagine but to no avail. I was trapped:

When we got to the vet, I was very happy the female human actually kept her promise and stayed with me the entire time. I tried to make myself invisible behind the faucet of the sink, in the sink, behind the soap dispenser, and even under the scale however I discovered too late that I was not blessed with superkitty powers... the vet found me no matter where I hid. He did all kinds of things to me which I'd rather not discuss, but suffice to say at the first opportunity I willingly went back into the carrier. After another car ride, the female human brought me back to the human dwelling. I was so thankful and quite astonished that I had not been dropped off or abandoned. She then instituted a routine of putting drops in my ears. Initially I thought she was torturing me, but after a few days I realized my ears did not itch any more. Perhaps I have finally found a human who actually loves me! Hope abounds in my kitty heart.