Happy talk like a pirate day!
Velcro at least said hello when I asked her how she was feeling, and got up and walked around and asked for breakfast. Though she was puzzled by the wet food I gave her, and not terribly interested in it, she did eventually eat it. She left me presents to clean up this morning, but a lot fewer than yesterday morning. I'm back to thinking it was just a wicked case of constipation, because there was another little hard turd waiting for me at the bedroom door.
Much to catch up on...
