Oreo went to visit the vet this morning for his check up to ensure that he is in good health and that the bits that he is soon to part with are properly developed. He was not amused at having his nether region poked and prodded, but when the vet took his temperature I thought his eyes were going to pop out. He was rather subdued on the way home, but as soon as I mentioned food his traumatic morning was suddenly forgotten. After his meal he wandered off to curl up with a good book, judging by the title he may be planning to leave home. The deed is scheduled for next Thursday, perhaps he understood that there was worse to come but I suspect it was the word starve that troubled him most!
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