Best purr vibes from my feline overlords to yours.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I'm sorry, Fred Pete. Much ~ma to you.
Cat~ma, Fred.
Aw, kitty-ma to Seamus.
Thank you, but no such luck. The cancer is, at minimum, in his spleen. We could try surgery, but the cancer is very aggressive -- we would most likely gain him no more than a few months. Because he's already most likely in quite a bit of pain, we're going to say goodbye to him tonight.
Extra hurt -- he's the last of our "first wave" of cats that knew Teddy.
I am so sorry, Fred
Oh, Fred. I'm so sorry. It's not fair.
I'm so sorry, Fred.
I'm so sorry, Fred.
Aw, Fred, I'm so sorry.