Pussy cat, pussy cat, where have you been?

I’ve been to the college to visit the very clever neuro vet.

I took little Pumpkin back to my college last week to see my Neurology lecturer – he thinks she’s very interesting. Her paralysis (which is still slipping slowing worse) is either juvenile polyneuropathy which she could potentially grow out of, or neuritis, which is fatal. The test is prohibitively expensive, so the plan instead is a couple of blood tests just to rule out simple problems and then to wait and see before investigating further.

As for The Naughty One, his new hobby is artificial arboreal ascendence. Yup, climbing the Christmas tree.

He went on to check his own tonsils. To explain the picture below, his right ear is top left, his nose is middle right, and the bright patch in the lower right centre of the picture that looks like a christmas tree light, a tongue and a pair of fangs is indeed a christmas tree light, a tongue and a pair of fangs.

He may not be that clever, my boy, but he is bright…

(boom boom)