Chairman Meow week three/four or, NO ONE IS GETTING ANY PRESENTS FROM US FOR CHRISTMAS.

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right, so it was time to take The Chairman to the vet for his second set of booster shots (that’s what they called it). so off i go, this morning, in the bleak and gloomy rain.

“how’s the cat been?”

“great! his poops are finally normal. never thought i’d get excited about normal cat poop, but there you go.”

“ha! i know what you mean. so, he’s been acting okay?”

“actually, he hasn’t been playing. at all. for like, two days. so other than the sleeping for 23 and half hours a day, which is kinda what cats do, he’s been fine.”

“okay.”

then the vet pulls out a stethoscope and starts listening to his heart or whatnot.

“has he been sneezing lately?”

how did he know?

“um, yes. some sneezing. not like, tons of sneezing, or anything. he keeps hiding behind our computer so i figured he was getting a snootful of dust.”

“no, he has bronchitis.”

“…of course he does.”

“we’ll send you home with some antibiotics.”

“sure.”

“has he had any other problems?”

“well, actually, he twitches his ears a lot. maybe you could peek in there and see if there’s something in them?”

so they swab the ears and take the gorp back to a microscope. i’m thinking maybe mites or something. he is a cat after all.

“um, he has bacteria in his ears.”

“…of course.”

“we’ll get you some ear drops to take home.”

“so he has bronchitis and an ear infection?”

“yeah. he might not feel good for the next couple of days, but keep giving him the medicine. he’ll get better.”

$109 worth of booster shot and cat medicine. i have cat medicine in my ‘fridge. it’s like a kid, only i can’t count him as a dependent AND when we get old he won’t take care of us. AND when we die he’ll just eat our faces off.

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