All day yesterday I was gone.

Sushi told me that she posted that I wasn’t feeling well the day after my vet visit. Those shots are no fun at all. It wasn’t so bad the first day, but the next day I felt like I’d fought off an attack of wild bulls. I just wanted to be left alone so I stayed under the bed in my special box with my favorite blanket.

I wouldn’t let the Can Opener take pictures of me because I hadn’t brushed my fur, or my teeth, or bathed or anything. And my collar was all covered with fur. My human called the vet, and was told that I’d probably be fine the next day and to bring me back if I got worse. Lucky for me, I was feeling great the second day.

But they can’t take a picture of me if I’m gone, and I was. I couldn’t wait to go out and hunt again, so I went to visit the newborn duckies by the stream. Their moms weren’t happy to see me though, so they wouldn’t let me near the delicious little darlings. Anyway, by the time I got tired of wishing watching, and got hungry enough to go home and eat, the Can Opener was getting ready for bed. I’ll have to remember this trick the next time I want to avoid her camera.

Cute little me- All better now.

Today is Mother’s Day- So I have to go back out and hunt. Sheba caught a baby duck and surprised her Mom with it yesterday, and that’s all I’ve been hearing about. For some reason, Sheba’s Mom wasn’t at all happy and got upset. Maybe she just didn’t like Sheba bringing it into the bed. She hadn’t even had her coffee yet.

I’ll wait til Mom gets her coffee first and try to bring her a better one than Sheba brought her Mom. After all, it IS Mother’s Day! Geez, Sheba! Get it RIGHT!

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