Pollux: I eated too much ham.... oooo my tummy!
Pollux: The next day we went to the vet. We came through our hoohahectomy just fine. So now we have been assured we have no reason to return to the vet for a whole year! He may have kept our hoohahs for some strange reason, but if it means no more shots and rides in the kitty carrier, that's OK. We were a bit woozie from the operation, and were furry confused that we couldn't land our jumps very well that night. We have a clean bill of health. Castor is now a solid 3.5 pounds, and I am just over 4 pounds. I may look thinner, but I carry all my weight in my lankiness.
Pollux: I immediately used the litter box and had some stinky goodness and water to ease my poor frazzled nerves. They we furry curious as to how I wound up in the wall. While she was taking a picture of the hole, mommy got a clue as to how that came about... I likes ladders.
Effurrycat eat, drink, and be merry and celebrate New Year's Eve safely! Cheers!