At noon yesterday the vet, not Dr. Jamieson, phoned to say that my culture for a urinary tract infection proved negative. Woohoo no pills or other tortures needed to be inflicted on me.
However, since receiving this cortisone injection, I eat, drink and go tinkles more. Worst of all I have developed this yearning for doorknobs. I clean them up, play with them and chatter at them.
Mom says she’s sorry about the background as its a mess. Really mom! This is not good….now everybody will be looking at our unmade bed.