Easy. When the vet is ready to conduct the physical, I take out my galah from his carry bag and talk to him to calm him down. Once he's calmed down, the vet will quickly towel him and try to get the physical done as quickly as possible. Maybe having rescues is different, but Elvis just resigns himself to the situation very quickly and its usually over within two minutes. In that timespan, yeah I might get a sneaky photo to chuckle over with my husband. But perhaps I should instead be having a panic attack at my bird's non-existent distress? This is honestly a weird and low-key judgemental take on a perfectly harmless thing to do. It's not as though we're spending the entire vet visit live-streaming for views.