I am never listening to a certain Woman when the phrase: "Don't worry about the crate, Monty" is spoken. Got myself hauled to the vet for what I said was nothing, but I guess it wasn't. I had an abscess from (a studly battle of epic proportions, of course) something, and it kinda..
...erm...
...popped. And my fur was hiding it pretty well too, so MomBean didn't see it until it was kinda noticable.
IT'S THE SIZE OF A HALF DOLLAR. I HAVE TO SIT ON YOU TWICE A DAY TO CLEAN IT.
We're still discussing that part.
O HELLS NO FOR WHAT I JUST SHELLED OUT FOR YOU. YOU MANCAT UP AND TAKE IT.
She's a little touchy about that part...but I lost some weight too! I'm under 15 pounds!
