Well, Willow was as angelic as ever with the vet. She let him poke and prod her without any moaning. He didn't want to do her first jabs today; he said they would rather she has a week with us before doing that, which means everything goes back by a week, which is a bit of a pain, but not insurmountable. She captured the heart of the nurse who gave her a treat, so Willow licked her fingers and got another treat. Softy. I then went to the supermarket leaving hubster with her outside. She had lots of people of all ages approach her and she didn't bat an eyelid, so that's some good socialisation. Walking around our capital, which is like a regular sized town by UK standards, she got to see all sorts of vehicles, so all in all it was an eventful outing for her. She slept all the way there and back in the footwell of the car with no hint of sickness. I'm so glad she's such a good traveller!
