We went away.
We had a good time.
We came home.
And found that one of our fat cats had broken her leg.
Since neither of our cats really moves, we are quite perplexed.
Ever spent a holiday weekend trying to find a veterinary hospital that's open? Ever had a veterinary assistant who was intent on giving your cat a cast to match her coat, even though you insisted that a plain white one was fine because there were a million other things you'd rather be doing on the fourth of July than watch a young guy who was obviously smoking something pick yellow and black tape for your fat cat's leg?
And finally, anyone else see a resemblance?
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