this morning we said goodbye to 'granpa' Gerrit he was 80 and died of old age. he was a kind man who will be missed. but the weird thing is... life goes on... really really fast. so when we came back home we got changed, had lunch andal was back to normal.
at 3:30 Kelso had to go to the vet, there someone will cut his nails. at 3:27 mum jumped up 'VET KELSO NOW!!' walking there would take more then 20 minutes so we got the basket gran gave us and Kelso was brought to the vet on my bike. he loved it! a big basket on my handlebars with Kelso sitting in it. his paws on the edge, his nose held high and his eyes looking at everything his sees. when we got back I took him for an extra round arround the block. oh yea.. why the vet if you wanna cut his nails? well he doesnt go outside every day so his nails grow long, if we try to cut it he asks like where trying to kill him O_o at the vet's he's as sweet as a bunny.
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