The lady finally busted me outta that darn vet hospital. Was I ever glad to get home. I ran right to my favorite sleeping place and took a nice long nap, without a stupid IV in my leg. I do feel better, no more bad poop, and I am eating again. I even like my special low fat diet, yum, that food is so good I snaarf it up so fast.
Reilly said he missed me, even though he got to go to Mischa's house every day to play.
Well, gotta go, Mom's got my treat ready for me, it's a snap pea, man I love those snap peas...
Hey, good terr-vibes to Bogart's dad Klaus, to Poppy for her throat and Snickers, we want the seizure monster to GO AWAY!