|This is me, trying to make a breaking for it.|
|But instead the nurse gotted me, as you can see.|
When I first camed home I paced back and forth and whined to alert Mama to the fact that I was about to start some pukings. But it no worked, and so I did many, many pukings all over her bed. Then I throwed up a hairball the size of a tennis ball. It was the biggest hairball Mama ever sawed in her life! She called the vet and they said it was a head-scratcher. Mama scratched her head too, until she discovered all the brown fuzzy fluff from blue Humpy Bed that was strewn all about the floor. Before my surgicals I ated a ton of Humpy Bed stuffing, I has now been busted for that.
That night (Thursday) I no wanted to chase the kitty, chew my chewy, pee on things or has a treat. In fact, I no wanted to eat at all, which is very unlike my stoutly robust self. Mama had a great worry, especially when I no would eat the next morning, and she took me back to Vet for a shot to fix my stomach.
|I is all out of floppy tongue joy.|
Vet gave Mama a few medicines to start me on today, but she no can does that until I decides I want to eat something. Now if you will do excusings of me, I is going back to my sleepy medicine world....zzzzzzz.....