the PTU is out.
This is not cool. I heard Mom tell the Little Monkey that I'm going to the V E T. That is so not cool. First, I hate the PTU. I hate the car. I hate the V E T. And I especially don't like the Little Monkey going along to witness my humiliation at the stabby place.
Mom's friend (who is a stabby cat person) looked in my mouth on Sunday while she was here to celebrate mom's birthday. She said that it looked like I have some infection and pus pockets in my mouth. Probably a bad tooth too.
So, I'm being drug to the stabby place today.
I'll let you know how it goes.