So the good news is that she has a congenital defect on her kidney and it's not cancer. The bad news is that she also has tapeworm. I was told she got that by eating a flea. Question is, How did she get a flea in her belly? Neither of the kitties had fleas the last time I checked. I guess I'm checking again... She seems to be feeling better for now. I'm just glad that we didn't have to do a biopsy on her kidney.
In other news, Paul and I went to the A's vs. Yankees game last night. Guess who was sitting a few rows behind us? This guy.
What's he doing up in Oakland? Isn't the WWE in LA or something? Some crazy fan got his shoe signed, then walked around carrying his shoe and showing a bunch of people. Which leads me to ask, What's so dang important about someone's signature? John Cena is not going to remember you. And now you've ruined your shoe. Plus, chances are that your shoe is going to get dirty and smudged and that autograph is going to fade. So I ask again, What's the big friggin deal about autographs? Leave the poor guy alone and let him watch the game.
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