On Tuesday I was
cruelly shoved gently decanted into a PTU and--singing the song of my people--hauled off to the vet for a pre-dental check-up.
Once we were in the room I really let Mommy have it:
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I was a purrfect gentlemancat with the tech and the vet (both women--he's a huge flirt--ed.) even though I had my temperature "taken" in a Most Undignified manner. And despite my best efforts to not let the vet see my teeth, she persevered and determined that I have lots of tartar, so I have to go back...next Tuesday.
Ai yi yi.
Kitties, do any of you have a spare room and a desire for an Ornj visitor?
XX Felix XX