I once ate 3 plates of breakfast at the Orleans casino, got home, threw up, and ripped my esophagus from my stomach, passed out later that day from bleeding inside. NOT fun. Been conscience of that ever since.
Man oh Man, Ain’t that the truth.Kitten gets an aggressive spell every other month or so and destroys the arm of anyone within reach. I’m talking full on claws and bites, and we all want to ring her fuzzy little neck. However the next day it’s all cuddles, mews and purrs,,,,,,, he still lives! He is a tuxedo brand.
Bill? is that you?