It's Not My Cat

So this is the deal, the other day, early in the morning, Deb my wife awakens me. She’s upset because the stray cat that roams my yard is dragging his hind leg, it was pretty bad.

No animal should suffer, know this I caught the stray, took it to the locals Vet.

When I got to the Vet they asked me about the cat. I told them it was a stray, he had been around awhile, but I didn’t no who he belonged to.

They asked me to take him out of the crate, and asked if he bit.

I said I didn’t know, he was a stray. I took him out.

The Vet looked at his leg and said it looked like a serious bite, but she would have to shave the cat’s leg and put him under. She asked my permission.

I said it’s not my cat.

She asked me if he was up to date with his shots.

I said I don’t know, he’s not my cat.

She said all cats are required to have a Rabies vaccine. I said I knew that, but it wasn’t my cat.

She said she should check for feline AIDS and Leukemia, I agreed, good idea.

I noticed the cat was a male, huge testicles. I brought that to the attention of the Vet and said she should probably fix him. She agreed.

They told me to pick up the stray in the morning.

The next day I went to retrieve the stray.

He looked weird, plastic collar that stuck out like a reversed hat, shaved ass end, and tubes sticking out of his poor hairless leg.

They told me to keep him isolated for a week. I said he’s not my cat.

He needs medicine morning and night. I said that sucks.

I paid $666.00, no shit!! It’s not even my cat!!

I named him Buddha..