Stitched Up No More
October 6, 2008
I got my stitches out! I feel sooooooooo much better, and I was even good for the vet man! I marched in that office and told that vet man that I was NOT sporting pink stitches anymore, and they needed to come out now! Heh.
Okay, the truf is Mom carried me in the vet man’s office because I got sick and puked all over the kitteh box. What do you expect? I’m a claustrophobic kitteh! It was scary in there! Then, the vet man’s people’s helped Mom clean me up because I stepped in my puke. It was gross! While my slaves Mom and the vet peoples were cleaning me up the vet man cut my stitches out without even telling me!
On the way home Dad didn’t make me go back in the kitteh box. He cleaned the kitteh box out, and put it in the seat. Now I see why Bubba likes car rides so much. I got to look out the window at all kinda stuff!
After a few minutes it all started to look the same, so I curled up in the backseat and enjoyed the ride.
When I got home I was tuckered. This was a big day for me, and I’m not used to doing so much stuff before noon! I slept allllll day! I woke up and realized my neck isn’t itchy anymore. I’m so glad the stitches are gone!
