Boots the DrippyKat, here...

And not doin so hot rite now .
I wuz out an about inna baffroom when Dad come'd in this mornin - that tubby slider door is gettin a lil easier to manage. Onlee problem wuz there wuz no big spotz onna papurs... few lil spotz a pink - but no gud pee'z. Dad offur'd me sum krunch (I hadn't hardly touched the stuff obernite) an I ate a kupla piecez. I jumped inna papur box an tried - but nuffin wuz happnin.

I gotz tossed inna kar wiffa Dawgz an we motered ober to the Shop. I spent mosta the ride inna papur box - strainin. Managed a few poops an summore bloody spotz, but not much pee. Dad set me up inna Shop - chained to the chair inna middel a the room, papurs down anna papur box side the chair. I had the zipper leakin red stuff by then.

Started jumpin in an outta the box - assumin the position fer minnit or two atta time; jumpin out and tryin to lick my bum; an a lotta reel unhappie Grrrrrin an Yeeeooowlin. Onlee a few lil red spotz. Dad started leakin frumma eyez an called Doc Lisa...

I thunk'd this duzint look too gud, so's I jumped inna box whilst he wuz talkin to her bout "what shud we do?" an let fly wiff a purdy good lil dampy spot! He tell'd her whut I dun; an while they wuz talking summore I dun anudder lil puddel!

She axk'd jest How Much wadder I wuz takin in...
They dun sum figgerin an she sez I needs bout 3 or 4 times that much . Mebbee my pump'z runnin dry anna tank iz emptee. She sez either haul me in fur a looky-see -or- get me sum Valium to relaxe my pipes an let me quit fussin wiffa bum anna zipper. Sez bring me in tumorrow iffin I dont get better after the dopey pillz start werkin...

Dad sez OK - call WallysMart an order us sum pillz! He getz to Wally's Place anna gurlz dint do the order - they thunk sum whacko wus playin wiff em. Guy runnin the pharmacy knew Dad frum helpin him pick out pillz fur SmokeMutt - lookz atta gurl'z notes... Sez "This is OK - she's a Vet! This iz fur a KAT! Write this up!" Dad gotz my pillz. An I'z gotz a file in Wally's puter now!

We hadda lil fussin match bout jest who wuz gonna shuv what pill down who'z throat (no pill shooter atta Shop!) - an I guess he wun...

Since the pill eppisode - I'z gobbeled up a hole lotta kat krunch, bout the normal amount; not tried to pee; and inhaled 3 tablespoonz (the BIG wuns!) a wadder via the durn sqwirt gun syringe. An then he made hizzelf a sammich - had a kupla slicez a CHEEZE on it. YUMMMM! I wandered ober an started beggin. Gotz a BIG hunka cheeze!

Think I'z startin ta get a lil b-u-z-z-i-e inna head... Did sum runnin round an playin wiffa pee papurz; started lickin a paw thru the lampy shade an wipin the outside a the shade - wunder why I kant find my earbonez???? Now I'z floppin down onna Fire pants fur a rest... Dad'z bout due ta drown me wiffa sqwirt gun inna mouff agin.

Dad sez we're gonna keep fightin this thing - as long as I'z not in ennie more pain. Keep outta my Valium, Dad ~ Thas's gud stuff... Zzzzzz...

/s/ Boots, the DrippyKat