We got up at the “butt crack of dawn”, as Bea likes to say, to head down to Newport again. Bella, Bea’s Siamese cat with the chronic lymphoma thing going on in her mouth, was showing signs of irritation again, and Bea was afraid it might mean the cancer was back with a vengeance. I went along for moral support, and took one of the furry herd, Pooh Bear, for his check up and shots. We loaded the cats into Bea’s back seat in the dark and headed out.
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Road Trip
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