Andy had a grooming appointment for 8:00 AM yesterday. 

I caught him by the door and put him in his carrier at 7:30 AM. You never know how long it will take to catch the wee fart, so you catch him when the opportunity occurs, eh?! That’s Andy’s head inside the carrier.

I let Andy out of the carrier at 8:10. By then, I’d found his groomer’s messages explaining why she couldn’t keep the appointment. He was upset but in his sweet, quiet Persian way. You can see it in his eyes.

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By 8:10, I discovered Andy’s groomer had tried to alert me by telephone, a message, and an e-mail that she had a mechanical breakdown in her grooming van, that she had to make an emergency run up to Rapid City to get the repair parts. That is a five hour round trip.

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Andy isn’t free yet. His groomer has some openings this week and next. With better luck, our communications won’t be messed up again and we can work out a new time to groom Andy. 

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Andy was a very good boy throughout the carrier incident, meowing softly just once toward the end to let me know he was concerned. I opened the carrier lid a few times to pet Andy and to reassure him he wasn’t abandoned. I enjoyed the fresh air while waiting by the door with Andy.