Sunday, 22 February 2015

The Nebuliser

As if Whisky didn't have enough reasons to resent me, I am now stuffing him in a box twice a day for 10-20 minutes. That it is veterinary recommended stuffing is of little regard to the stuffee.

"You're gonna pay for this one, and I don't just mean the pile of treats I'm expecting when I get out!!!"

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  1. Scout and Sage22 February 2015 at 23:08

    Poor wee Whisky.

    Speaking of weeing, hopefully he doesn't think your pillow will be the perfect target!

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  2. Auntie Jane (It is official!)23 February 2015 at 01:41

    Well, Shady, the pillow has got to be among the top 10 targets, but I am placing my bet on the camera equipment. It is a tough call though, even for an outrage for an outrage tuffy like Whiskey. I mean what can you really do after someone calls you a "stuffee?"

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  3. Unknown23 February 2015 at 16:33

    Poor Whisky - Here's hoping he will be ok - lots of love and prayers coming your way Whisky. xxx

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  4. Auntie Jane (It is official!)24 February 2015 at 15:59

    Ditto.

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  5. Lalis24 February 2015 at 17:29

    Aww... That is sad and cute and sad all over again. Whisky is really lucky to have you.

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