In about 90 minutes (aka 9:30am ET on Thursday, August 21) Thing One and I are going to try to capture and cage our two six year-olds for their trip to the vet.
One will be easy to deal with (she's a bit of a lump anyway). The other? Earlier this year we thought we had an emergency situation and tried to get him to the vet... he spent 12 hours hiding underneath our dishwasher. Who knew there was an opening he could slither in to? Clearly not us!
Today's plan is to herd him into Thing One's bedroom, because mine has an armoire he might be able to get behind/under and the rest of the house is pretty open plan. We expect scratching and loss of bodily functions (from him), plus lots of swearing (on both sides).
Once they're in the cage, we'll head to the vet even if we're early. Of course I'll bring something to read... Thing One will probably mutter under his breath and prevent me from reading. Sigh.
Pray for us. I'll keep you updated on our progress!