(Princess helped me figure out what to say today) I’m going through a tough time right now, but soon I’m going to have a great time. Boy says the place I’m going, I’ll be able to eat all the chicken I want. And the toys won’t break as soon as I get one. But I sure will miss my family.
I’m hurting. The emergency vet says it’s my heart, but I have a hard time breathing. This morning I barely greeted BFF and Mama. They gave me some medicine to make my tummy less upset, and some other medicine to help with the pain. Please pray that they know how to help me. They’re all sad and I can’t make them feel better, because it takes too much energy to do more than breathe.
My family. They keep changing my doors. First they cut a hole in the screen outside and put this plastic door in it. It would bop me in the back if I didn’t move quickly. I got used to it and started thinking it was normal. But eventually, the door broke. The hole was still there, though, so I just used that hole. Now they bought a new door…through a window!! I guess Mama got tired of letting me outside in the middle of the night. She’s so picky. I can find the new door from inside the house, no problem. But when I’m outside, I have absolutely no idea where to come back in, so after a while they remember I’m still out and they let me in through the main door. Maybe that will teach them to stop changing how I get in and out. I hope!
I don’t like going outside when it rains. Unfortunately, summer in Central Florida means it rains daily. Scratch that. It pours and thunders every day. I’m not a fan of the thunder. Mama says I get nervous during thunder storms. I just say it hurts my sensitive ears. But once the storm goes away, I have to get outside! I just have to! Mama isn’t so crazy about that, though. Especially right after she finishes mopping the floor. (I’m trying to tell her it’s a hint that she shouldn’t mop, but she’s not buying it). I don’t try to track mud back in the house. It just happens! I hope she mellows out about it and just lets me do what I need to do.
Boy is a great friend. What a great kid he is. I love kids, but sometimes they make me a little nervous. They don’t always realize what they’re capable of, and I end up getting hurt or scared. But I don’t have to worry about that with Boy. He is gentle and kind and he thinks I’m his BFF. Sometimes he forgets I’m there and he steps on my paws, but he apologizes and hugs me and I know he means it. He sounds sadder about it than I do! He and Princess are working at teaching me to say “I love you” like a human. I already say a mean “hello,” but “I love you” is much harder. I hope I pull it off! I love Boy.