Servo has been in a box all day. I tried to get him out of the box, but he, even in his post-surgical state, jumped out of my arms and back into the box. He normally does like an occasional box-sit session, but he's never had one of this length. I'm blaming it on his shirt. He has to wear a shirt until May 17 to protect the stitches from the removal of the giant cyst of grossness on his shoulder. That cyst was literally a handful. It was gross to look at, gross to touch, and gross to even think about. Now the gross cyst has been replaced by 5 heavy duty stitches in a cut 5 inches long on shaved kitty skin. He hates the shirt I'm making him wear. He hated the other two I sewed for him as well, hated them enough to lick them to death. I have modified this latest version so that he can't unravel it (it's made out of ribbing) and he's mad at me. I tried taking it off him for just a little bit, but he immediately started hacking at his stitches until I fed him a bit of tuna. Then I put the shirt back on.
By the way, the box is on the couch. I put it there so it wouldn't be on the floor.
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| There's the box. That is not Servo, that is Magic, who has been hanging around the box all day. I think he knows that Servo isn't quite right and Magic feels bad for him. |
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| Here is Servo in his shirt which he hates. |
I would like to attach wheels to the box and take the cat/box out around the neighborhood for a walk.
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