Simba is home. I'd almost given up. He's lost a lot of weight but the vet thinks he's going to be fine. I'm leaving to see him in about twenty minutes. My hands are shaking.
That's what I was thinking - but as soon as I saw his little fuzzy face all the frustration just melted away. I told him I don't want to know what adorable little animals he had to eat, but I'm willing to offer him amnesty as long as he never does anything like this again. ;)
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Hope it's a happy reunion. ♥
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After the happy kisses and purrs subside, perhaps the young rambler will get a stern lecture from mom!
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When he's up to it, give him some extra lovies from me, please!
*hugs you*
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I've given him lots of love and have tentative plans to visit him again tomorrow night. :) I'm so happy.
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