Not the plan

Our latest foster had become unwell, so I needed to take her back to the SPCA.  I had my time booked, and as she was not keen on any of us being in the room, I tried to trap her before the kids got home.  One very deep laceration later, plus the walls being decorated in diarrhoea, I called the SPCA to let them know that I couldn't manage to get her in.

They sent out reinforcements.  Initially trying to catch her with gloved hands, but they too came out worse for wear before getting out the net.  Poor wee girl.  She's not fit for rehoming unfortunately.