Titus on Tuesday

This is me at the Dawg ER on Saturday. I was pretty hurty. See the bandage on my leg? That's where they stoled my bloods. See how the bandage is red? And that it clashes with my collar and harness? I think that is what is called a fashion faux pas. Daisy and Skeezix would never ever pair a blue harness with a red bandage. Luckily, Dad tooked my bandage off as soon as I gotted home so that I didn't have to be seen around the neighborhood in a clashing bandage. That would've been awful.

In other news, I'm feeling lots better. I was even trying to play with the twins last night, but Mom said I need to stay quiet for a few days. It was a bummer. But she did give me a marshmallow and that helped a little.

Mancat Monday

No, The Mom. I wasn't stalking anyone. That would be wrong.

Mancat Rule of the Day: If you are accused of stalking, deny deny deny. Just saying.

In other news, Titus had to go to the dawg ER on Saturday night for a hurty neck. He got stuff stuck in his booty and gotted a spinal exam and they stoled his bloods *and* he gotted a shot. He also got a piece of hamburger on the way home, and I'm still a little bitter about that. He's still kinda hurty, but we've been taking it easy. He's on anti-inflammatory pills for 10 days and restricted activity for at least 2 weeks which means he can't have any fun, but that doesn't mean that I can't have any fun. Those delicious, pink ears are just calling to me. heh heh