Shoot. I have to go to the V-E-T again this year. I ripped a small spot on my back and MomBean is all 'OMG cat, that's the size of a 50 cent piece!', and 'open wound!' and all. Phhht. I'm fine.YOU ARE NOT FINE YOU ARE GOING TO THE VET TO GET THAT LOOKED AT. AND WE'RE SHAVING THAT FATBACK OF YOURS AS WELL TO MAKE SURE YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING ELSE.
WHAT?!?
p.s. Go Do the Q!
