Maybe a Little Progress

Finally a new picture of me. Mom almost forgot to take a picture of me today, but she finally remembered. I always take a nap after lunch and Mom didn't remember to take my picture until after I started my nap. I nap in this bed when there isn't a sun spot on my platform. My chest fur is growing back nicely, but slowly. It is still really short. I saw Mom coming with my Interferon today and didn't even try to get away. I still protest a bit about getting it, but I take it. I wasn't a bit interested in my toys today, but I came right up to Mom for my brushing.

Karen Jo: I think things might be getting just a little bit better for you, Herman. One of your poop puddles was quite a bit thicker than they have been. I think you are feeling more like yourself, too. You woke me up before dawn for breakfast, which you haven't been doing lately. You also put on some speed going down the hall in front of me, which you haven't done in quite a while. Maybe the time isn't too far off when you'll be thundering down the hall at full speed again.

But I still have to go back to the vet, right?

Karen Jo: Yes, Herman, unless those poop puddles get a whole lot thicker in the next couple of days, you have to go back to the vet.

Will I get stabbed with a needle again?

Karen Jo: Probably. Those shots perk you right up and thicken up your poop. Unfortunately, the effects wear off in a couple of days.

I have gotten some awards and you have been ignoring them.

Karen Jo: I know, Herman. I will get to them, possibly tomorrow, but Tuesday at the latest.