Wilma is still not well
Wilma is still not well and is in hospital. Apart from the diarrhoea the problem is her glucose levels. Even now she’s eating they keep dropping. Mum says that’s really bad. She is going to need some more tests to see what the cause is. We don’t know when she will be able to come home yet.
Mum and Dad have arranged to visit her in hospital this afternoon. Hopefully that will cheer her up a little. It wasn’t the same vet who treated me that Mum spoke to, but funnily enough she had heard of me. I can’t think why. Mum assured her they wouldn’t be taking me into see Wilma and the vet laughed.
Crazed loon
Mum says she can tell that I’m better now as I’m behaving like a crazed loon again. I don’t know what she means. I’m not completely better. When Mum gave me a bone to cheer me up, I thought I wanted it and got all excited. Then I realised I probably didn’t want it, so have left it on the floor in the hall for later. On the bright side I am back to head butting Mum and jumping all over both her and Dad. It’s just a shame my tummy hasn’t quite caught up yet. I guess it will in a day or two.
I’m not a writer
Writing the diary is hard for me. I do not like sitting at the computer. Mum’s trying to help, but there just isn’t enough action involved. I take a break after each sentence, but honestly I never like coming back to do the next bit. Maybe I could go and play football between each bit I write and take more of the day to get the writing bit done.
Hugs, licks and head butts
Pebbles
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