“70 pounds!” exclaims the vet.
Doctors miscalculate sometimes.
You know in your heart you’re as light as a feather, as heavy as a mountain, the exact weight of love.
–Cosmo
“70 pounds!” exclaims the vet.
Doctors miscalculate sometimes.
You know in your heart you’re as light as a feather, as heavy as a mountain, the exact weight of love.
–Cosmo
I am light as a feature and I run like the wind
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Sometimes even faster than the wind, I bet. Woofs and Wags, Cosmo
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my vet said oh-lala! that means die-t kibble :o(
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Sorry Easy! My vet says I’m still growing–I’m not quite a year old yet. Woofs and Wags, Cosmo
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Oh then you can be still a guest at the all you can eat table :o) I will get die-t kibble now after that oh-la-la from my vet, the burning 86 on the scale looked not good :o)
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86 lbs–congratulations! Wonder if I’ll ever get that big. Maybe I should help myself to whatever’s in the fridge while the Humans are at work today. Woofs and Wags, Cosmo
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hahaha great idea :o)
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A growing boy has to eat… Woofs and Wags, Cosmo
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cosmo….tell yur dad ta pix up stella all sew….anda few cats two…why knot…..oh, N all at de same time ☺☺☺♥♥♥
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Fabulous idea Tabbies! I bet the Meowies will love that! Woofs and Wags, Cosmo
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