Jul 11, 2008

Furriday


I had to go to the Vet again today. I don't like going to the vet. He says my twitches are doing better and he's glad I don't have to take medicines every day now. (Me too.) He said to just keep doing what we're doing cuz it's working, even if it's slow. That's good. But then he stabbed me for 'temper. I wasn't being temper-ful. I just wanted to get back in my box and go back home. I wish Mom wouldn't take me there again. I think I'll go back to Vienna for a while. Othello's Mom never makes me get stabbed for anything.

Purrrrrs,
Mrs Othello