Crap. Crap. Crap. I has an eye 'fekshun now and I has to haf goop jammed in my eye for that. Plus the goop for my owie on my neck. Plus this stoopid cone is still on. Plus, I don't know how I didded it again, but I gotted frough the slats on the railing on the balcony in the dark, and I felled ofurr the balcony. I didn't gets hurt fough. At the v-e-t yesterday they weighted me and since Buddah was brave enuf to post his weight, mine was 15.7 lbs. My stabby place is a animal hospital wif lots and lots of v-e-t-s on staff, some of who are still in v-e-t skool. The v-e-t I saw yesterday was nice, but he saided that I has to lose "a pound or 2" 2? 2? 2 pounds? Cripes. Next fing you know they'll say I has to lose 8 pounds and be a skinny bony runt! (no offense to you skinny kitties out there, but I would not look good as a skinny boy)
BUT, want to know the worstest fing of all? I has to have my dental NEXT TUESDAY. They tolded me fough that I does not have to stay ofurrnight. I just go in early in the morning and then mommy picks me up in the afternoon.
So, yesterday afternoon I did not snuggle wif Mommy at all. efurry time she tried, I got all stiff and pushded her away and then when she putted me down, I hid from her. Serves her right. Maybe today I will like her but I doubt it.
The good news is that Sammy has to go to the v-e-t Monday to get stabbed.
WHAT? WHAT? STABBED? ME? MONDAY? HOLY CRAPPITY CRAP CRAP CRAP.
Please, any poodin and bean who can, please please please to ofurr to Mao's and bid on his lovely pink robe to help Brandi and her Mom. If we wins, we will haf Mao send it to some lovely lady kitty who might want it.