Brother had to go to the vet today, so into the stroller we went down Myrtle Avenue in Brooklyn. There’s one way to get alot of looks. Brother made 3 people bleed at the vet’s office, he also threw the vet’s medicine that she was trying to give him out of her hand and against the wall. He’s actually quite nice, but you can imagine if you need to get a thermometer shoved somewhere and then held down, you won’t be happy either. Also, everyone likes to say his name "Brother", it always causes a smile, even when they are bleeding.

Anyways, Brother is going to be on some antibiotics, and needs some eye care, but he will be ok. He’s already feeling better and laying with Xanadu (and tail whipping her while they sleep).