Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Crap 3

The cat had to go back to the hospital to get the tumor removed. The vets found a tumor when they were treating him for constipation the other week. Kitty doesn't seem to be sick at all, and we're obviously hoping it's benign, still waiting for the tests to come back.

I've spoken to the vet several times (the cat is still over there, recuperating). "He's a tough little guy and he's recovering very well," the vet said, "but he's really quiet."

Well, yeah...? He's a CAT. What's he supposed to do, talk to you? Him being in a cage at that clinic is like us being stuck on the subway or in an elevator. You don't talk to other people. And if someone tries to talk to you, you raise the volume of your iPod or you pretend to be asleep.

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