Somehow, Simon managed to cut his foot. And then he cleaned it and cleaned it and cleaned it and cleaned it and...
And we went to the vet, where medicines were prescribed. Awful, awful medicines. One of them smelled so bad that when I got a drip of it on my finger, I had to wash it the fuck OFF.
"Certainly, this is bad" I thought, "but Simon licks his own ass." I repeated this to myself while propping his mouth open so I could squirt an eyedropper full of it into the back of his mouth. "How bad could something taste to someone who licks his own ass?"
But Simon cried out, "Gack! Gack! Gack!"
Who does he think he's kidding? "You like the taste of ear wax and you lick your own ass! I'm sorry, but your credibility in regard to good verses bad taste is shot."
To which, Simon replied "Oh, Gack, gack gack!!!"
"Hey. The vet said your foot should heal over a few days, but you need a full two weeks of this medicine, so buck up."
Simon would hear none of it. "Oh, come on! Gack, fuckin' gackackack."
More cleaning of his foot.
More disturbing of the wound.
Back to the vet.
And now, it has come to this.
Don't be fooled by his cute look. He's hating this.
How old is Simon? Where did you get him? :)::::: | November 22, 2006 10:40 PM
Hi Alice! Simon is 12. He was born to a stray cat who gave birth in my then girlfriend's father's garage in northwest Pennsylvania during an early snowfall.::::: | November 22, 2006 11:16 PM