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My cat is a little rock star. When we went to visit during his three-day stay at the vet, the tech was telling us that everybody absolutely loved him because he was so laid back. I think it's mostly "resigned to his fate", but in either case they were pleased that he wasn't a holy terror like a lot of cats who end up at the vet. "Not impressed by our other animals" I think was the worst they had to say. I also suspect that by the end of the second day, he'd decided he was going to be friendly with the humans; he's always shy at first, but warms up to people pretty quickly. Once he gets started, he's a world-class suck-up.

When Chris took him back yesterday, apparently his fan club was waiting. I was told that it took a while for him to be brought back out after they drew blood because everybody wanted to come say hi to him first. I'm amused.

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From 21406 via soaring_phoenix:

A moving tribute to a man's real first love.

*sniffle* That's beautiful, man. You really rose to the occasion.