Sunday morning...afternoon...trying to get into treme', cuz when you miss a few episodes you've missed the wave (Lost -- wanted to get on it, missed it)...

I had a bright idea. I should introduce the kitties to the world -- even the hated furry one soon to be gone one.

pose ocho

don't run sasha...

where's Casey?

So I skip down the steps expecting him to have his fat furry...booty on my face pillow and I was smacked with the deep intoxicating oder of cat piss. See cats don't pee - the strength of the oder -- they P.I.S.S; lord save us all.

This (piss stain)however is not humorous.

Back story?

My kitty has been urinating in my bed. Vet says its to show me that something is wrong. 600 bucks later -- you know it, something is wrong. (didn't we already know that?)

What is it Ms. Vet? Uhm, all these tests and *gasp I don't know.

Suggestion: 400 bucks worth of xrays to check out his kidney(s).

Hey, I'm in social services moms reminds me. Sweety you can't afford this, its time to let him go. My roll dog, my partner in crime, my sleep mate, my cuddle buddy, my BFF who never betrays me, my furry annoying loving eat sleep shit mate??? Let go? Naw, nope, not, never going to do it...

Right?