Keto's story

I can’t figure out why I want to go out to pee so badly, but
when I get there I can’t do anything!
All of this started two weeks ago. I can’t get comfortable. I
know I must look like I’m jumping up every ten minutes. I can’t
bare being picked up. I don’t even want to be on the couch with
her and snuggle. Why can’t she see that something is wrong with
me? How many more ways do I have to think of to get through to
her?

Thank goodness that my uncle is here. He spotted the
problem and even offered a diagnosis that was pretty accurate. At
least he convinced her to take me to the doctor.

I was, believe it or not, happy to see us pull up to that office.
The first thing he did was take an x-ray of my rear half and showed
her the kidney stones in my urethra and especially the large one in
my “private” equipment that was blocking the others and plugging
me up. On top of that the blood sample they took confirmed that I
had a bladder infection.

And then I heard them talk about surgery and I got scared and
wanted out of there. We left. I love it when I get my way!

Back home she made a lot of phone calls and I heard my
name a lot The next morning we are right back there at the
doctor’s and she leaves me there! The best part of the story?

I don’t remember a thing until she came and got me the next
day.

I am wearing this cone like thing around my head so I can’t
even scratch my ears or chew where it itches, They are all taking
pictures of me in this clown get up, but I don’t care.

I CAN PEE AGAIN!