I'm Surt uf Bakk!

Hi effuryone! Thanks so much fur all yur well-wishes. Mom has bin purrty bizzy, and has not bin able to help me on the computer. I'm doing so much bettur wif my my new medicashun. Hardly enny weezing azma attaks en littul seeshure shakes.

The sun has bin owt, so Mom has opened the bakk dore, and we're allowed t0 sit on teh bakk dekk. Boy, how we luf that! Mom likes to sit wif us and reed books. It makes all owr IQ's apeer higher, espeshully if she reeds non-fikshun.

Dad wus ordered owt of the howse to buy more kittie fud. He fownd Kitten wif his hed in the bag uf food. We were surt uf wundering why Kitten hasn't had much uf a appy-tite. Mom wus reddy to take him to the V-E-T!

The V-E-T

Well, the V-E-T has deturmined that I haf azma. Lukkily I didn't haf to haf a cat-scan. Now I haf to take sum meddicashun fur fureffur. Fank you, effuryone, fur yur well wishes. It's nise to be luffed! Also, fank yu fur letting my Mom no abowt Pill Pokkets! Now I get anuffer treet during the day!

I got to go to the appointment in style- in the MINI Cooper. I felt furry impurrtant. Mom brot a kome becuz I luf to be komed (it comms me down) an she wor pufume fur me to lik. The V-E-T gave me sum oral-kare treets. I liked all the attenshun, but I told them wut's wut anyway. I reely wuz happy tu be home!

Worried Wednesday

I'm a bit wurried tuday. I ofurhurd Mom on the fone making an appointment wif the V-E-T fur me tumorrow. At the advise uf Kaze, she wonts to make shure I don't haf U-R-I. My mom lukked on the innernet an she thinks I probully haf azma, witch can be life-thretenning in a kittie. I gess I shud be happy Mom cares enuff to get this chekked owt immediatly!

The scary-carry box is allreddy owt...