My brothers take very good care of me. Well, some take better care of me than others. *cough*EG*cough* Some let me nap next to them instead of whapping me on the head or putting the bitey on my neck.
EG and I went to the V-E-T today. It was terrible. I stayed very, very still so that I could be invisible, but it didn't work. I ended up with the same medicine that EG had last week. Dr P thinks that EG may have passed some 'tocks germies onto me. Momma is supposed to keep an eye on us and if EG gets more 'tocks trouble, then we have to go back and get checked out again (since that means that I've passed the 'tocks germies back to him - which, at this point, he totally deserves). Dr P also said that we could both have a tiny bit of yogurt to see if that would help our tummies. I think yogurt sounds pretty tasty.
In other news, EG had to go to see Dr P with me this morning because when Momma woke up, she noticed that he had a gooby eye and was squinting a lot. So Dr P checked it out and said she thinks he has conjunctivitis. Or maybe he got whapped. But I'm not saying anything about that.
So the final score for this week is:
The Furry Kids - 2
Momma - 0
And for your reading pleasure, we got a super funny comment from Daisy yesterday (regarding our 'tocks troubles):
I hope you see "the end" of your 'tocks trouble soon, and all your worries are "behind" you. I am pretty sure your vet will be able to get to "the bottom" of your troubles!
Happy Tuesday to everyone!