May 12th 2011 4:56 pm
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Papa finally went to the vet today and picked up my food. I'm usually scared of big things people carry but not when it's a HUGE bag of my yummy, good food!
Speaking of which, a furriend went to the vet today and as if that's not bad enough, the vet called this furr fat! How rude is that? Well, I'm not as skinny as I used to be either but that's kinda rude right? All I have to say is show the vet they're full of it by pooping in their office on the next visit, MOL.
A guy came to our house with papa today. He was fixing Papa up with this weird machine on the couch. Papa said he's having his leg fixed tomorrow so I've been laying on him. I don't know what that means but I lay on him anyway. Momcat says I'll have to take care of Papa and that sounds like a lot of work, but I'll do anything fur a warm lap.
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I like your pooing suggestion! I think I'm going to do just that if she ever has the nerve to call me fat again! :)
I'm glad you got a big bag of your yummy food!