Trixie’s Big Regrettable Day —
Poor Trixie — she became most wroth and/or irate whilst stuck in the carrier on the way to the vet for her yearly prodding, and her mood was no better on the way back. As a responsible pet owner, I attempted to soothe her delicate nerves by singing to her. Specifically:
Whiskey in the Jar
Knocking on Heaven’s Door
Neither worked.