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Pussy Cat

One hot July day we found an old straggly cat at our door. She was a sorry sight. Starving, dirty, smelled terrible, skinny and hair all matted down. We felt sorry for her and put her in a carrier and took her to the vet. She had no name so we named her "Pussy Cat".

The vet decided to keep her for a day or so and said he would let us know when we could come and get her. My husband, the complainer said, "OK, but don't forget to wash her, she stinks."

My husband and my vet don't see eye-to-eye. He calls my husband El Cheap-O. My husband calls him El Take-O.

The next day my husband had an appointment with his doctor, which was located next door to the vet. The doctor's waiting room was full of people waiting to see the doctor, as my husband took a seat...

Just then, the door opened and in popped the vet who announced to my husband, "Your wife's Pussy is finally clean and shaved. She now smells like a rose. And, by the way, I think she's pregnant. God knows who the father is!" Then he closed the door.


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