Babies are Pooky

They went to the cat torturer today and got two shots.  Flo weighs six pounds and Cora weighs eight.  I have been trying for over a week to get them to the vet.  Doug doesn’t help matters any.  When a cat is at the door, he opens it without a thought in his head.  I am so glad that I don’t have to make an appointment.  Otherwise, I probably would have killed my husband by now.

They had a hard time staying awake  the rest of the day.

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