Dearest peoples on the innernets,
Well, as of Saturday night, I started to be a little bits more active...I nearly drived mommy crazy...'cause I was gittin' into everything that SHE says I'm not supposed to git into in the kitchen...silly mommy, don't she realize that it's MY kitchen and I can git into anything I pleases?
I still do not want to eats...well, that ain't exactly true...I wants to eat but it makes me gag so...I steer clear of foods...even CRUNCHIES! Can you believe that?
We forgot to show you the nice git well card that them nice peoples from the Veterinary Referral & Critical Care Hospital (VRCC) sended me home with...wasn't that thoughtfuls??? Mommy put it up on the frigeratator since that will be my room for the next few weeks. Do you like the kitty magnet? Mommy says it looks like me...well...if I was fatterer and my eyes wasn't boogered ups.
Anyways...time for me to go back to sleeps...mommy just gived me my midnight feedink usin' my feedink tube...Mmmmm...I like my feedink tube! I just lay down in my heated bed with my big pink blankits and mommy brings big gigantical syringes full of my very special foods that she has warmed up a little bits...Mmmm...it's warm and cozy as it goes into my tummy through the tube...I relax and usually fall asleeps while she is feedink me. And I always purr very real louds the entire time 'cause mommy rubs my back as she is puttin' the food in the tubes. Mommy always covers me up so I don't git colds...they had to shave off LOTS of my furs to do my surgery so...my fuzzy blankits and my heated bed keep me warms! It's wonnerfuls!
Here's a picture of me right after mommy finished up tonight's midnight snack:
Time to go back to sleeps. I hope you all have a wonnerful Sunday!
Very truly yours,
Mazie Grace
