no, ben didn't go on a bizarre wild-oat-sowing spree. gibson went to the emergency room with what we thought was a blocked urinary tract.
immediately branded a "bolter" by the girls in triage, he was then given an ultrasound and it was reported to us that he "doesn't have a bladder." we found that surprising, as you can normally hear gibson peeing from a distance of about thirty feet. what has he been using, if not a bladder? no, the girls said, he doesn't have a blocked bladder. okay then.
he is back home and happy to be here. he just doesn't understand why we've suddenly become so fascinated by the clumps of stuff in his litter box. but he liked all the extra attention.