huh...

So, I took Harrison to the vet today. I'd finally tracked down this really well-respected exotic vet that I've been wanting to see. He used to be the director of a multi-million-dollar wildlife preserve, so I knew I could trust him.

Harry is the most calm when he's on me, so basically, Harry was sitting on my shoulder while the guy checked him out.

The vet said he looked really healthy and his coat was in beautiful shape, and he was really well socialized, etc, etc. all the stuff i wanted to hear...

And then he says, "Oh, and by the way....he?"

"He's a she."

Funny, huh?


Well, it doesn't really look like a nut, so we're just gonna call it a cute hat...













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