Monday, September 14, 2009


Well, I'm home after a day spent at the vet.

I'm still a little woozy from the knock-out-drugs (perhaps I shouldn't do drugs and blog) and I'm more than a little pissed off.

Not only did I get stuffed into a little box and taken for a car-ride; but I got knocked out, three of my teeth were pulled out of my head, and parts of my front two paws were shaved...I feel like a frat boy on his stag!!!

But perhaps the worst thing of all; the vet told my Big-Cat that I will need to on a special diet (for my kidneys) and I will have to give up Fancy Feasts.

I wish my friend Vet-Stacy was here to give me a second opinion.

1 comment:

Mika Ryan said...

Hey p-kitty, I'm also on a "special kidney diet" and can assure you that there's nothing special about it.

Maybe your big cats are reliving their fav movie, wonder if Mike Tyson was there?