Hey everybuddy. I’m getting my easy on today. After the terrible day I had yesterday, I deserve it. Y’see…the mom dragged me to the evil v-e-t because I haven’t been eating much lately. In fact, yesterday morning, I turned my nose up to my breakfast which isn’t something I normally do.
At the v-e-t, I got poked and prodded and all sorts of other intrusive stuff that I don’t even wanna think about anymore. But I checked out okay…so the v-e-t thinks I might have an upset stomach.
I don’t know what the big deal is. Doesn’t the mom understand that I’m just holding out for a nice juicy tuna steak? Sheesh.
(FYI…I’ve eaten some since yesterday…so maybe my stomach is starting to feel better.)