January 31st 2010 5:13 pm
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Wow, my friends are the best. I just realized I have 160 fish to eat. Thanks for the treats guys. If any of you are in the neighborhood drop in. I always share.
Another typical day. Me just laying in my box on the dining room table. Mom is home and she comes to talk and brush me at least every hour. I think I'll keep her. She keeps me from getting bored. I have even forgiven her for sticking me with that needle twice a day. That darn old diabetes. I'm at four units now. It's tough to get it regulated. At least when Mom gives me my shot she brings some delectable morsel to distract me. Now Dad another's story. I sometimes hide when I see him coming. There's something about a cat and his Mom. Mom even tears up because I purr after my shot, just because I don't want her to feel bad. I know she's just trying to help.
And Mom open the dining room gate at night so I get the run of the house. Those crazy Bostonians are sleeping then. Life is good.
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Maybe I'll fly on over and help eat the fishies with you, what a sweet baby you are!!!!!!!!