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Me: “Why are you wearing a tuxedo?”
Atticus: “It’s after 6, what am I, a farmer?”
Happened to us with one of our old ladies who passed a couple years ago.
She was walking around all hunched for a day or so, yowling at everything. We got lucky though, the vet used a rectal thermometer and that unclogged the pipes in quick fashion!
