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Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Photo Tag

I got tagged by Elin a long time ago for the 10th photo game and my lazy Mom is just now getting around to doing it. The way you play is to go to your first photo folder and post the 10th picture and tell the story behind it, then tag five more players. Mom has lots of folders, but since I was the one tagged, this picture is from my folder. I was happily watching the birdies at the bird feeder when I heard Mom come up behind me, so naturally I turned to see what she was doing. It was the first time in ages that we'd gotten some decent sunshine, so I was really enjoying myself. It is really hard to remember who has gotten this tag and who hasn't, so I am going to invite anyone who wants to play along to just go ahead and do it.

I am happy to report that there has been some progress on the poop deck. Since Saturday, which is a week after I started eating most of my pro-biotic and all of my Benefiber, almost all of my poop has been of the thicker variety. No sign of solid poop yet, but this is the most progress that Mom has seen since this all started. Before I would have one thicker poop, then go back to the watery kind. Mom is very hopeful that things will continue to get better for me. I have been a bit naughty, though. The last two days I have eaten only half of my pro-biotic.

Karen Jo: And that may be why I found watery poop again this morning. I am going to try putting your pro-biotic in turkey baby food in the morning to see if I can get you to eat all of it again. You are going to the vet again on Thursday and we'll see what she thinks about getting the pro-biotic into you. I am very glad that you have made this much progress, though. I think you might be feeling just a tiny bit better, as you are getting a bit feisty about taking your Interferon. You actually sniffed a toy this morning, too. I don't get why you are spending so much time under the coffee table, though.

The wind is blowing hard and it makes strange noises. I feel safer under the table. Besides, my treats are in the table drawer and I like to be near them.

Karen Jo: I can understand that. You have been scratching for treats quite a bit. The vet has already said that the treats are fine, so I don't mind giving them to you.