attacked the vet and got a new collar

I hate the vet... I really hate it. Why should we have to go to the doctor? The last time I went I attacked that stupid vet! I tore him up, you should have seen the fear in that grown mans eyes. Rides a motorcycle, trys to act tough, and is afraid of me. I don't think my moms going to take me out again, I think I've made my point. I love finally having my own house, the extra cats are a nice touch too. No longer do I have to avoid them, they come around just enough. I get my lovin', and my freedom. I saw a new collar for me the other day. I can't wait till they put it on me, its about time!

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