The dog loves the vet. Loves, loves, loves. Last year, he got really sick, and we took him there, and they gave him the love (and the medicine), and they made him feel better. The vet is a fantastic place, if you're Iggy.
I took one of the cats to the vet today, though, and if you'd asked him 12 hours ago, it was the worst thing that ever happened in the history of ever. That's why I had to spend an hour cleaning my car afterwards. If you asked him now, his paw feels much better, thanks so much, and can you rub his belly now please?