Wrangling

This one is at his happiest when he's showing the world his willy upside down. The other one is hiding from me upstairs. He's got a bit of a limp and every time I see him I squeeze and poke his leg to see if he needs the V.E.T.. Don't get me wrong, I'll take him at the drop of a hat if he needs it but equally I'm not wrangling him into his carrier unless I have to.