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Thursday, August 17, 2006 

Feline gender identity crisis

8:25 AM:
Arrive at the Kitty Klinic.

8:30 AM:
IrishTenor arrives at the Kitty Klinic with Thundercat.

8:32 AM:
Filling out paper work, IrishTenor asks what he should put on the form for the kitten's name. Surprised he would ask, I say, "Thundercat." IrishTenor says he thought the novelty of the misnomer would wear off eventually, so we write, "Morris."

8:40 AM:
The vet and vet techs conclude that although with a kitten this young they would not swear on their diplomas or on the graves of deceased loved ones, they are pretty sure Morris is a girl.

Oops.

I still like Thundercat. There were female thundercats.

that is like the funniest thing ever!

Poor Thundercat! The humiliation she must have endured!!!

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