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.
PK
1 comment:
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?
xo,
Maggie
BFF
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