look what I’ve got today:
an invitation, ha! Is it from CRUFTS? Maybe the judge changed her mind? Or they misread the D-EVIL for divine on my valuation and I can pack my suitcase for Birmingham?
…uuuuuuh dream on momma… that’s an invitation to a pawty…
…at the vets…and I’m invited…
Howly Sh*t, that’s IMPAWTINENT… to call it “invitation”…..imagine, you are invited to a pawty where they ram needles in your skin!
And where they put a thingy in your backdoor and poke around there like coalminers to read your minds!
And where you have to bring your own booze! They want a glass of PEE
R from efurry guest!
And where they remove the complete farm I have in my ears… including the spinach!
And at the end they want your best: YOUR
recycled food BLOOD!
Butt the biggest hoggishness is, that my staff pays for all the torture… face that…. not even the Meowrquis de Sade claimed money for this kind of pawties…
That world must be out of joint….
Butt I show them what I think about that “invitation”…
… I will eat it, so it is like it never was there…and you can’t go to a pawty without the invitation, right? RIGHT.
BWWWAAAAH…. that’s disgusting…. like kibble lite…
Well… so …there you have it!
You can send it back to the vet, delivery refused…