As you know I was pretty sick and spent Sunday at the ER. And even though they seemed to think I was knocking on deaths door they let MOM take me home.
MOM I don't feel so well.
But at least I am home with you. And I can lay down again without the world spinning around me. Then...
Morning dawned and it was a brand new day.
What a beautiful world.
Hey MOM lets go outside and play. I feel fine.
First let me pause a moment and thank all of you for your good vibes, thoughts and prayers. I have no doubt they played a roll in me feeling better.
But before MOM would come out to play she said she had to do the ironing.
I help. It is my job to hold down the ironed clothes. Yea I'm a pro. Been doing this for over 12 years now.
OK MOM laundry is done and other house stuff. Can we play now?
I don't know Gooeee. I think you should still rest.
If you don't play with me now, I am going to hold my breath until you do or I turn blue.
Haha. Works every time.
Grrrrrr. Cheeto you will be mine. MOM can't hold on that long now that I have my strength back.
NOTE FROM MOM: Goose is doing better. He saw his regular vet on Monday and he has no idea either what was wrong with Goose. Dr. Eddie looked Goose over and reviewed Gooses chart from the ER and he agreed that Goose was in a very bad way. But they have no idea what the problem was, what caused it, or even why Goose is better. It's a mystery. I'm just glad that he is better and continues to improve. He's my furry miracle. Thank you all again for your concern and prayers. We greatly appreciate it and felt comforted during this whole thing.