So the vet was bit of an ordeal, with P even more freaked out than usual. He even tried to bite me when the vet tech was trying to get a blood sample (they're testing him for heartworm as mosquitos were apparently alive & biting well into November last year). Very difficult to watch him shaking, trying to hide behind my legs, flipping out at every sound that might be an approaching vet. Will hear about the heartworm test tomorrow, apart from that he appears to be the picture of health. Massive traffic jam coming home, people turn into such assholes when they're driving, or maybe it's the only situation where I regularly meet that kind of people. Got home very agitated, made a nice salad.