My Pet's Tales

November 11, 2011 mumma thinks its funny. i just wanna be pet. she exercise & i should be the one exercising. this video is a few weeks old. mumma been real busy with school so we a little behind on our writing. For some reason the video does not want to work when I post here to blogger so here is the link to watch Cain Pedal

friday was my birthday. mumma did not have a party for me this year. i guess i am ok with that. not a huge fan of all those people being in my house. she did get me a present, but i had to share it with casey. stoopid casey. she always gets my stuff. i am 8 years old now.

my hip has been hurting more. mumma says this is why i am on a diet so my weight comes off my hips. whatever that means. alls   i know is moving hurts. yesterday i was all cozy and warm on the couch with casey. that thing rings loud. mumma started talking and laughing. it was time to get up. when mumma starts talking she comes out of her room and we get to eat and go potty. only it was dark. i could not see. so we had no more food coming.   i wanted to get up to see what mumma was being so funny about. i started to get off the couch and i slipped. fell right in to the glass table in front of the couch and knocked it all over. mumma came running out. casey stood there and watched her put it all back together, nothing broke. i went to hide in mummas bedroom. she kept talking. then we had to go on our potty break before bed. i could not move. i hurt. i could not get up off the carpet, mumma had to help me. then i could not go down the stairs to go outside. when mumma helped...

this a photo mumma took of me and casey when she was working. we like to sit with her when she works. i had a bad day friday. dad was getting ready for work. mumma was getting ready for her job too. i was just laying on the couch and i had a seizure. this was not fun for me. no sir. this one made my body shake. mumma told dad this was worse one ever. she said vet will have to change meds. i dont want this. i dont want more meds. dad says my brain is getting worse. all i knows is i spent all day sleeping. i did not want to eat or pee. i just wanted to sleep. i dont know why mumma kept laying beside me with her face dripping on me and making my fur wet. she just kept wanting me to eat and pee. she kept askin' me to tell her whats wrong. i dunno whats wrong with me. i just wanted to sleep. that body shake hurt my head. sleep is good. mumma makin' me wet is not. i dunno whats gonna happen now. i feel ok today.  i played a little to show mumma i felt better. our little person di...

Cover of Bono my mumma is such a nice lady. she dropped me and casey off at grandma’s friday. she went to my doctors to get more medicine and the doctor was happy to know i only had one seizure that mumma saw. so does that mean these funny white circles in my food are helping me? I hope so. she also told mumma she has to write down every time I has a seizure. if they get worse or i act funny she has to call right away. grandma’s is fun. she lives in the country. she takes us outside and we get to play with ty, a very old poodle that lives next door and there is a boxer who lives across the street. she comes over to play too, but shes just a toddler and so her mom and dad don’t let her out long. forgot her name. grandma also has lots of kitties. they are smaller than ziggy so grandma yells and me and casey when we try to play with them. when we are at grandmas we get to sleep on the couch. our houses stay at mummas. when mumma came to get us monday after we woke, i heard her tell g...

i went to vet today. i was not awake very long when mumma and dad loaded me and ziggy into that moving thing. mumma put ziggy in his travel house and he started to cry. i had to have dad help me in to the back, i too old to jump high anymore. casey had to stay home.

mumma says i gotta go back to the vet tomorrow. i heard her tell dad that the stoooopid cat thing has to come too. i guess he needs shots or something. hes not going to like that. those pills mumma gave me dont seem to be working. i still shake my head. dad wonders if i have Parkinson's. i dunno what that is, but i am not sure i really like the sounds of it. i been whining a lot. i wish i could tell mumma what was wrong so she would understand. i hopes the vet will fix me. i loves my mumma and i hates to see her so sad over me. we went to go see a home that was not ours. we saw a big dog across the yard.