Our beans noticed he was not his usual self. I think it was on account he was barfin' and mope-y. He didn't even want to steal my food. He just wanted to lie in front of da window and not do anything. Da vet said he had a temperature. She had to torture him to get that, hee, hee. I would not want anything in MY spot 13. He told me gots a sharpie in his neck too, full of antybyotic. He came home wif some medicine too - it's pink. He says he's not going to have any of that even if it is pink.
Here's da mancat himself.............
He's back to eating 'n trying to see what he can snarf off my plate. I hadda whap him a couple times dis morning.
