Fanks you efurrybuddy for encouraging me and poor Mom who acts like I'm on my last legs or something if I don't eat.
I laid on her face a good part of the night, and had my arms around her head. She said she could stand a good nights rest. I did MY part toward the cause.
I got up...took a bunch of good morning smoochies, gave plenty of headbonks which have been missing for two days. No Donkey, Mousie or anyone for three nights now... I was anxious for breakfast and woke her to get it. I ate it all. She only feeds me a teaspoon at a time till my tummy says it won't give it back. I had an entire half a can of marinated FF chicken. Still in my tummy! I am napping and snoring in my thick beddie. here at 1130 as I dictate. Even sleeping. I am clever.
Here I was yesterday morning all pitiful, stretching my poor cold paws out to the heaty blowy thing trying to warm them. She keeps it 69 in here usually and acts like there's a heat wave when I ask (and I do) for at least 70. A few minutes before she ran for the phone, I had both paws ON the grille.