Rot Mouth

Tosca has had teeth pulled before. Four to be exact. Hopefully this extraction proceedure will be the last. Yesterday I brought him home with 7 less teeth, including one fang. Yes, yes, I am taking care of him. His blood work is perfect and I feed him "natural " food... he's just got a rotton mouth. Maybe its his karma for crying though the night and sh*tting outside his box. I digress, this is a somewhat cruel line of pondering and his karma is really none of my business. Anyway the vet gave him an anesthetic and he was still coming to when we arrived home. This drugged out behavior was highly amusing. He was like any drunk person: motor skills are clearly affected but ambition in tact. He insisted on a wobbley accent to the table top despite my efforts to keep him safe on the floor. But no worries, he spent the rest of the evening starring with dialated eyes at the patterned formica. One can only assume what goes through a cat's mind in this state. Sidebar: Santi's new lamp in the background. I am a fan! Also it makes me think that Tosca should be a lamp for Halloween.