I stroll into the living room and Salem is sitting in our cat carrier with the door closed. I walk up to it and he looks at me through the bars, grinning like crazy.
“What are you doing in there?” I am of course puzzled by this.
“Oh man, our human put those yummy tuna treats in here for me. Check it out.” He paws at a chunk of tuna.
“You do know that this is a portal to the vet, right?” I continue staring at him, bewildered.
“No, man,” he puffs up with pride, “this one goes to the DVM.”