Not Doing Too Good

Well pals, I'm not doing too good.  I went to the vet today because I've been having diarrhea for a while.  I got some drops to help firm that stuff up.  The vet said he heard an extra heartbeat.

My feet have also swollen up, which is making it hard for me to walk.  The humans could run a whole lot of tests and all that, but I'm almost 21 years old and they don't want to make me go through all that.  I did some get some fluids, along with some vitamins and steroids to help me feel a little better.

But I've had a real hard time walking this afternoon and tonight.  I've been dragging my back legs and mainly I'm just sitting in the typist's lap.  She seems sad, I don't know what her problem is - her legs are working just fine.

I also got to go out in the backyard.  I haven't been out in the backyard for years!  A long long time ago, I used to get to go outside and kill birds and lizards and all kinds of things.  When I was about 18, my momma thought she could let me out some because I wouldn't to do anything, like climb the fence.  Well, I proved her wrong and was on that fence in no time.  Not today.  I just played with the plants a little and sat by the pool.  Well, it figures that the slaves would finally let me back outside when I am too decrepit to do much of anything.  It was nice to be back outside though.

I'm back to sleeping on the typist's lap again.  I did eat a little bit of food tonight, which made the humans happy.  They're really easily pleased I guess.

-Jezebel