Every time I take the boy to the vets, I warn them that he's a real handful... but he puts on his "Hey look at me, I'm soooooo soppy and lovely" act... they fall for it every time... then tell me that 1 of their nurses refuses to work with him after he's ripped her arm to shreds!
I always offer to handle him when they're trying to sedate him, but they just think I'm being a "woman of a certain age" who dotes on her cats, in the absence of children & is a bit soft in the head!
More fool them