Gross cat breath. Check. Duncan needs a dentist or just some malt toothpaste.
But what’s this? Dandruff? Now Duncan used to have a little dandruff here and there. Nothing vomit-worthy but definitely there at times.
This time his dandruff was REALLY bad. I even bought this dandruff spray stuff that you spray on his fur and the enzymes are supposed to eat up all the nasty dandruff. Ew. It worked, though. For like a day. Then his dandruff was worse than ever.
I was a little concerned but just grossed out more.
Tomorrow….part three of the saga!
P.S. Duncan wants everyone to know that he isn’t fat…that’s just a flap of skin. Really.