I haven't been feeling too well the past few days. I must have eaten something but Mommy can't figure it out. I've been sick to my tummy, and just kind of blah.
Mommy is spending a lot of time with me, and I've been letting her pet me more than normal. I'm even letting Daddy snuggle up with me. And I haven't been fighting with Mean Polly very much either. It's very quiet around here when I'm sick. It's nice to know that I'm the life of the party.
Anyway, Mommy says that if I'm still sick tomorrow she's going to take me to the vet. I hope I don't have to go to the vet. I hate the vet. I don't mind the car ride so much, but I really hate doctors. So please send me some good wishes so that I don't have to go to the doctor. In the meantime, I'm going back to bed. All this writing has tired me out.