5.5 months after my grueling surgery, I had time to think about things while sitting in my cage while my idiotic neighbor Cleo bothers me. I get surgery, end up looking like a chicken with his wing shaved, why am I in the cage? I thought crazy puppies belong in the cage, not I. I vote for Cleo to put into a padded crate, see how she like it!
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