I'm pretty sure the cause of Ollie's first ever and ONLY vet meltdown was cause the vet dude kinda just burst in and immediately walked up to grab his face and stick his fingers in his mouth without so much as a how-do-you-do so on the tech's post-checkup email I asked if they could make a note on his file that he needs to be approached SLOWLY to avoid violence 😭 God I sound insane but like he usually LOVES the vet, he's only ever been calm and affectionate there but this time he was furious and kept trying to take chunks out of hands, how do I politely and calmly communicate "yes he IS just a cat but he's also a perfectly reasonable animal who I love very dearly and if you walk right up and grab him like that again without giving him time to adjust then *I* am going to bite you" and how did I *become* the neurotic crazy pet owner at the clinic
The emotional venn diagram of "Neurodivergent human struggling with respect and communication who has trauma about being grabbed by strange large men" and "ordinary animal that does not receive respect because people don't see animals as feeling, conscious beings who deserve respect and are capable of communication" became a circle at the vet's office for what I suspect is niether the first or last time























