My mistress discovered an abscess on my chest this afternoon, and are taking me to the vet tomorrow hisssssss!. I do like the vet, and don't mind the ride, but when that assistant tries to pick me up, hisssssssssss! I just can't contain myself!

Can I camp out with you on your bed, Liz? I promise to move away if my abscess decides to drain.

Purrrr purrrrr purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr