the most expensive thing in my apartment

I wonder if he's mad about something. Maybe all the butt thermometers.
Tonight. Maybe he’s mad about all the butt thermometers he experienced today.

Look at that handsome little cranky face.

Watson and I had some adventures today. Instead of our usual Friday activities (napping on the couch and going to work, respectively), we got to visit multiple veterinary clinics to try to figure out what is wrong with his insides. No answers yet, but some tests are out. Hopefully I will know more tomorrow.

Because let me tell you, driving all over Boston with a really sad/angry cat and spending all of my money is not an activity I want to become a regular-type thing.



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