Edward, Earl of the Family Room, Master of the Royal Garden, faced the enemy with great courage today. He was forced into a carrier and taken to see Doctor Elliott, where he was punctured twice with the little swords the doctor hides in his folder, and mooshed and squooshed quite thoroughly. The doctor declared him handsome, healthy, and very brave. He only meowed once. Coming home, he shared tales of the adventure with his brother and sisters and the little guest (Amani is back for a week). He was encouraged that all shots are the three year variety and his next two visits to the enemy's lair will be purely social -- probably accompanied by tuna water and cat treats. He spent the afternoon sleeping on the sofa and recovering from his terrible experience.
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