Sunday, December 03, 2006

What fresh hell is this?

Here I am, minding my own business, at almost thirteen years old when they do this to me.


I was suspicious Wednesday evening when my food bowl and water were gone. Then, the family gave me extra love and attention as I went out the door with my dad to work. Except, we didn't go to work. He took me to that place I dread . . . the vet.

I had hoped it was one of those routine deals where they just check me out, but no. Not only did they remove some giant tumor on my butt, but I am now short my manhood. And to add insult to injury they shaved part of my ear to remove a cyst.

My dad has been promising me a Cal Gal, but no, instead he found himself a wife. Then, I thought I had a shot, and those small animals showed up, you know the one's that come out of the human's bellies?

And on top of it all, the one pleasure I have left, my ability to lick myself has now been taken away by this hellish collar.

I say again, I'm almost thirteen years old, can't they just leave me alone?

3 comments:

april said...

Too Funny...thank you for the
laugh Out Loud~ poor man!
Remember buddy, Santa's on his way!

handknitbyafailedfeminist said...

At least the collar looks festive for the holidays. Maybe a bell would help.

aija said...

Aw, the picture captures the sentiment perfectly! :) Poor baby.