Furless people are weird!

The Big Lady took me to the vet's office again this weekend...man, I hate that. I mean yes, having all those hottie, furless babes ooh-ing and ahh-ing over me is cool. But when they break out the thermomator and stick it you-know-where that is so *not* cool!!!! Not only that, but they stick me with needles and take blood from me...dude. I hate all of that. I do get cat milk afterwards, though, which is excellent!!

This time TBL was all excited because I was leukemia negative...whatever that means. For me, it means she's been smiling, petting me a lot, giving me extra treats and looking at lots of kitty pictures on the web. Maybe I could test negative more often!

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