I actually was nice to Mickey (a.k.a. Butternut) when coming home from the Vet for a few days. But now I can go back to calling "Fat Fuc*"....er I mean "Bald Fat Fuc*" It couldn't happen to a nicer cat. The good news is that he is now de-matted and has some healthier teeth...the bad news: he's going to live.... sigh. Cindy is not happy about Butternut coming home, she had high hopes that we were down to two furry feline hair ball coughing, couch scratching, litter box smelling, ungrateful creatures.
