Day 58: i’m sniffling away, but active. you will not believe what happened last night, mom had the camera though.
even though everyone at the vet is really nice and caring, i’m always upset when i get home. most of the time i go after the dogs. last night i was being an, ahem, to willow. what a mistake! she slapped me, right across my handsome face 🙀🙀. i was shook! then i decided to go after the only cat friend i have in the house. my friend on the mantel. i knocked her right off! when mom and willow went to investigate the damage, i made my move and got within centimeters of willow. she didn’t hiss, snarl, or growl 😱😱. maybe she knocked some sense into me, because i was respectful, moved slowly, and tried not to crowd her space. can you believe it? i’m going to win her heart someday. i dream of us teaming up together and ruling the house. maybe the world. 😹
happy #whiskerswednesday, even though i’m not really profiling my whiskers. you can see willow’s and my whiskers almost touched. 😻❤️🐾
Day 57: does this count for #tongueouttuesday?
actually, this was my reaction when mom said i have an appt with the vet later. “what? why?” i am sniffling, but it has improved and mom hasn’t heard me sneeze since sunday...yay! it seems, i am in the last stages of my relapse. at least mom hopes. you know me, i’m going to keep her guessing and on her toes.