Today is my seventh Gotcha Day Anniversary and I had a better year than my last one.
Mom gave me a tunnel toy that makes a sound like it’s a bag a while ago and I finally used it a few days ago. I pounced on it to make the noise and then I sat in one end of it.
For Christmas presents, mom got me pet insurance and a new food dish.
Sometimes I get minor asthma symptoms when I play too hard. My vet said they aren’t bad enough to require medicine. We are all very happy about that.
I still eat my natural reduced calorie food and I lost two pounds at my yearly exam! Yes, I love my food, but now I understand why my vet doesn’t want me to eat so much.
Today is my sixth Gotcha Day anniversary and I had quite a year.
In May, I was so sick that I had to go to an emergency room. The surgical specialist asked mom if she wanted to send me to where my sister Abby lives because my breathing was so bad; the ride made the stress I had much worse. Mom insisted that she do the operation and told her how she knew she could help me.
I had an abscess on a lung and she removed 20% of it. I recovered so quickly that I was released after one day in the hospital instead of two. When mom took me back there to have my stitches removed, the surgeon told mom how happy she was to have done the operation.
My primary vet had plans to put me on a different asthma medication. There is no need to because my asthma is gone!
Mom spoiled me in my recovery by letting me eat as much as I wanted. When I went for my checkup in September, I gained weight and the vet didn’t like it. Since then, I am on a diet with natural reduced calorie food and we hope I get down to the weight I should be by my next yearly exam.
As she does every year on my Gotcha Day anniversary, mom sent a donation to the place I lived before my time with her.
Mom said she would give me dinner now. As always, it will be delicious.
I got two new food bowls and a laser pointer toy as gifts and mom gave a donation to the shelter I came from.
Mom always tells me how happy she is because she has me. I know she loves me, but I love food very much and I wish she would give me more of it. She says she doesn’t give me more because I’m a big girl and she needs to watch my weight.
I still love my house very much and mom wants me here for many more years.