Thursday, July 3, 2014

My Mo...


I had noticed my boy Mo seemed to be lethargic and drooling for a few weeks, so I took him to the vet only to discover some sad news.  Several of his teeth were in need of being pulled.  Mo got praise from the vet (and technicians) for being a handsome and a brave good kitty.  And then we got home, when the real challenges began... 




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