Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Last night Motch gave me a bone to chew because some friends came over. You see, if I chew on shoestrings and jump on laps and try to steal purses, I get rewarded by what I really want: a bone.
So last night Motch gave me a really big one and it kept me occupied and out of trouble for a long time. About half an hour later, I started sneezing. I sneezed and sneezed and sneezed for about 10 minutes. Motch was ready to call the v.e.t. but I was breathing so she didn't. She is really not good at knowing how to help me in times of crisis. Anyway, the sneezing attack ended and I'm feeling better today.
Has this ever happened to any of you?