That stuff they call medicine is cooooooooool. After my mouth stops bubbling, I get something nice to eat - some ham or cheese.
Then I can play for a while and forget that my leg still hurts. The mums laugh, and say I look stoned,that my eyes have gone big though they still feel the same size to me...
I thought that being stoned is what happens to some of the cats here when the bad boys get them.
But it must mean something else too. I feel light and playful.
It will take maybe another four weeks for my leg to get better.
Bring on the medicine, mums! And the cheese. And the ham.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
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Glad to hear Rupert is making progress. Keep up the good work Mums!
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