Pigeon here! So ever since the puppy came home, things have been a little kerazy in our house. She's always running everywhere and pouncing on stuff. Including me!! I come out sometimes, because hello, my house! But I spend a lot of time snoozing in one of my beds in my room, where she can't come. But I told Momma that I wanted to spend some special time together, just us. I
thought she was listening to me when she came in yesterday, and I didn't even mind getting in my carrier if we were doing something together.
Where are we going? Somewhere super exciting, I'm sure!
But do you know where we went???? THE VET!! Where I got poked and prodded and had stuffs STOLEN right out from inside me. The indignity is too much to bear!
The face of betrayal
Clearly Mommas are not clever enough to manage things on their own. I will have to be more specific in the future. In the meantime, the vet lady -- who wasn't TOO bad even if she stoles my blood and poop -- thinks I'm having some kidney problems. If you could cross your paws a little while we wait on test results, I'd appreciate it. I've lost a
lot of weight, and I'm the same age as Scribbles when he went to the Rainbow Bridge, so Momma's a little concerned.
Oh well. At least we're together.
