Last week Chloe was ill and to the tune of $47 I was told by the vet that she needed to eat different food. Last night I came home and Cai was sitting on my chair...surrounded by blood. For $56.50 I found out that he'd been in a catfight, the puncture had abscessed, and last night it burst. (Cai is not a chin scratcher, so I didn't feel the abcess before). I now have pills that I can't force him to eat...
Doesn't bad news usually come in threes? Great....
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