Tuesday, February 23, 2010
He's gettin' better all the ti-iii-iiimmme!
To crib from the Beatles ... "Better, better, bettttt-ttah!"
Yes. Our orinch ruffian, Pumpkin, is feeling so much better on 4 ccs of insulin in the morning and four in the evening. Mom knows that he's feelin' better because he's been singing in the hallway an' he's gotten up on the bed! Mr. P hasn't been up on the bed for nearly a YEAR.
Thanks to efurryone who has been keepin' him in purrs an' purrayers since he took ill. The power of the blogosphere never ceases to boggle my mind. You all are totally pawesome!
Dictated by Toffee K. Ripple Fuzzypants & Feline American Angels at 6:57:00 PM