It's official: Penn's got The Cancer.
There will be plenty of time for retrospectives on the life of Bill's cat later, but for now he is crying above his tranqs, moaning about the state of his existence.
His body has always burned through any meds we've had to give him—8 kinds of kitty psychotic drugs which had no effect on him (except to make him even more homocidal) proved that. But I'd have to say that this is the saddest drug burn through I've ever seen him go through.
Poor Penncil.
You're not much longer going to be trapped in The Pennitentiary.
I hate this cancer thing, man. Fucking blows.
I am soooo sorry. Pets are children and my Miss Kitty will send out a special kitty meow for Penn. All of my best to you.
Posted by: mommyrox | November 17, 2006 at 09:25 AM