Sunday Spice (and a teaspoon of sugar)

So, Saturday morning Stellie made another trip to the Vet to get her bandage removed!  The dreaded pink polka-dotted thing!  As a treat for the ride there I removed her lampshade.  We had the following could be overheard in the car.

MS: Why pray, am I in this horrid contraption again?
TW:  Now Ms. Stella I thought you would be so pleased to have the lampshade removed.
MS: I don't believe that was the answer to the question I asked...
TW:  Well there's no use calling the neighborhood and for COD sake stop yelling, the person in the car next to us is staring!
MS:  You know we've been at this far too long for you to expect different behavior.  You know what they call that?  Neurotic...  YOU are neuroitc.
TW:  Well if I am so are YOU!  I should strap your carrier to the hood of the car and folks would race to get out of our way thinking we were an emergency vehicle! Aren't you the least bit happy given your cast comes off today???
MS: Are we there yet?


*********************finally there; Ms. Stella is whisked away for cast removal**************

meantime: here's the VetCenter Cats: 

 pawsome Cat tree no?

 Mr. Forrest (who is crosseyed)

Monster Baby snoozes between treats

 

And this handsome lad is Lucky. 

He is completely deaf but I can tell you he KNOWS where the treat jar is and makes his demands known!

Isn't he just lovely!

*********************I hear cursing...Cods preserve us, I hear loud cursing!***************

Out comes Ms. Stella

Oh dear. 

Oh dear, dear, dear.  

YOU!

You LIED to me!?!

um.. Ms. Stella I can assure you I had NO idea!!  They said they were taking it off today I SWEAR!

Oh they did take it off!  Then I had a lazer thingy and then they PUT IT BACK ON!!! 

And did I mention? 

IT'S PINK AGAIN?!

DID I MENTION?

What kind of person lies to a person in PAIN? IN SICKNESS, while they are SUFFERING? 

YOU! 

You are fifty shades of EBIL Woman!  

Ms. Stella I'm sooo sorry, I didn't know, they told me on the phon....

EXCUSES!!

I can't even look at you!

* TSK *PATHETIC!

 Ms. Stella let me make it up to you?  

I'll stop at McD's on the way home & get you a sausage thingy.  

You like the sausage, remember?

 Ms. Stella stop staring at me like that, you KNOW you don't REALLY have lazer vision. 

Just get me home, I need a proper bath.  I don't want your feeble food offering.  I'll settle for having the cone off the rest of the afternoon. 

I can do that.  Would you like me to get the magic marker out again?  

Don't talk to me.  I didn't say you could talk to me. 

I expect you to take all of Sunday morning and devote it visiting all my REAL furriends on the CB.  

I can do that Ms. Stell.  What time shall I wake you?

when you feed me of course you daft git! 

(here's the teaspoon of sugar for Trish & Quill) 

Clyde say's 

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