And now... the rest of the storyToby here to report What Happened Next.
So there I was all safe at home Wednesday night. My beans were giving me treats and head skritches, telling me what a good boy I had been. The Other One was her usual grumpy self. Everything seemed back to normal.
Daddy came home from work the next night and grapped me up right away and stuffed me into the Evil Cat Carrier. And we went BACK TO THE VET! This hardly seems fair as I had just been to the vet the night before. Who ever heard of going to the vet twice in two days!
The beans at the vet put me in the kitty jail. And there were dogs back there in the jail, too. Because of my large size, I had to have a large cell -- near the dogs. It was a very trying night. Mummy and Daddy were not there. I even would have been happy to see The Other One.
The next morning, the vet beans took me out of the cell and into another room, where they poked and prodded me a bit. Then I got very sleepy. When I woke up, the horrid deed had been done.
The shaving was not as bad as I had imagined. They only had to shave the parts where I had not been grooming as well as I should.
But it is still embarrassing. The vet shaved my hooha-al region leaving me all naked in this sensitive area. I don't care for this at all.
After some time back in the cell, Mum came to take me home. I have never been so happy to get into the Evil Cat Carrier and I was very, very quiet on the ride home. As soon as I arrived I checked the food bowls to make certain they were still there. They were, to my great relief.
When Dad came home, there was lots of petting and headbonks and cuddling. Mum and Dad told me what a good boy I had been and gave me some extra Stinky Goodness. They only chuckled a bit at my naked hooha, so I forgave them.
I hope this is the last visit to the vet for some time.
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Tilly here. He looks like he has mange. I hope it's not catchy.