Good News

Dear Diary,
I think I'm getting better. My pets certainly think so. They keep saying things like "I can tell you're feeling better because you keep shouting" and "It was quieter when you were poorly".
Anyway, I do feel better. Alright, I still have the hunger and would eat a shoe if they let me, but I've got more energy, and I don't want to spend the day just lying about.

Enough already

Dear Diary,
Will it ever end? I was taken to the vets AGAIN last night. When am I going to get a break from all of this attention? I was poked, prodded, squeezed and looked at it. In the end I was sent home with more tablets and my pets were told to make sure I drink plenty of water (bluergh).
On the bright side - I did perk up on the way to the vets, and so made my pets look like they were telling fibs about me :-)

Still ill

Dear Diary,
Just a quick update. I've hardly eaten today. I had a few mouthfuls of food at breakfast but nothing else. They keep trying to get me to drink water or cat milk, but I'm not bothered.
I've just sat by the patio window most of the window, and laid on the grass for a bit.
They keep saying I'm going to the vets again tomorrow, but I'm sick and tired of the vets.

Not good

Dear Diary,
I'm back home at the moment. I've been down to the special vets in Bristol on two occasions now, and the last time I was there they shoved a camera inside me, and then scraped away inside me.

I feel rotten at the moment. My pets have been feeding me special "sensitive" pet food, but I don't feel like eating it now. I didn't even want the little bit of tuna that they put out. What is wrong with me??

Now I just want to be left alone to lie down and sleep, but the problem with that is everytime I do, my pets get all worried and check on me - waking me up.

More fighting

Dear Diary,
That Smudge and the Siamese had another big fight last weekend. They were outside at the front and all the people in the houses heard the noise they were making.
The lady pet ran outside in her pyjamas and dressing gown, and another lady ran out in her pyjamas too to pull them apart.
The street was covered in Smudge fur, and that Siamese had a mouthful of it as it went away.
Smudge now seems to have a bald patch above his right eye, but he seems so proud of it.
Typical boy cat!