Just what mom wanted. Now it’s my turn. I don’t feel good. Yesterday I was a little muscha, musch. That is a non word that means I didn’t feel up to par then either. This morning, at 4 am I was whining in bed, so mom got up and took me and the big boy out. I came in and went back to bed and fell fast asleep. BUT this morning I won’t eat and have no interest in my chicken water. So they forced something pink down my throat and promised I’d feel better Keep me in your thoughts, Quig got 2 breakfast’s this morning and he will get really fat if I keep this up.
Love, the upside down,
Annie
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