Argh, Groceries is killing me, man! He is the most expensive free cat I've ever had. I took him to the vet last week because he was peeing blood--I know this because he has taken to peeing in the sink. IN THE SINK. On one hand, that is super gross, but on the other, the sink is not upholstery and is easily cleaned. So it turned out he had a UTI and I paid the extra fifteen dollars to have them give him a shot rather than do the oral antibiotics, which brought the total to $106. Money well spent, because it is worth fifteen dollars to me to not have to wrestle medicine into a cat. But the problem is not solved, because as of this morning he is still peeing blood, and also he has tapeworms, as John discovered the other night, when he found a white, wriggling worm segment on Groceries's butt. I am so thoroughly disgusted by this whole thing. So back to the vet we went, where he cost us another $79, and this time I get to smash worm medicine into his food as well as give him an oral antibiotic. He won't eat the food if there is medicine in it, by the way. Plus he always rage-pees in the carrier when I take him to the vet, so now my clothes smell like cat pee. Why do I have animals?