For some reason the fact that I keep a little curl in the end of my tail amuses my Mom no end. She even took a picture of it today. Mom is being mean to me again. She didn't give me my sardine at all. I asked and asked for it and I know that she has lots of them, but she wouldn't give me one.
Karen Jo: You are still making poop puddles, Herman, so I decided to just give you your cat food and see if that helps. There is something worse coming for you, too, I'm afraid.
What could be worse than not getting my sardines?
Karen Jo: You are going to the vet as soon as I can get an appointment for you. I saw your foster Mom at the store today and she agreed that you needed to go, so we can find out what is going on with your digestive system. She said that once diarrhea gets started in kitties with leukemia, it can be hard to stop it.
I don't want to go the the vet. The last time I was there, they stole my fur.
Karen Jo: You might get some more stolen this time, too. You are getting mats in your chest fur and I can't seem to brush them out. It won't be so bad, Herman. We just need to find out what I need to do to get you well again.
But I am better today. I even played with my nip ball a little while you were at work.
Karen Jo: I noticed that, but you didn't move it very far. I was glad to see that you had moved it at all, though. You still need to go so we can get you better. You don't like making poop puddles, do you?
No. After I go, will I get my sardines back?
Karen Jo: We'll see what the vet says about it. If she says it's OK, then you will get your sardines again.
Oh, I hope that she says that it's OK for me to eat sardines.