The No-Good, Horrible, Very Bad Day

PRINCETON  SHOWS HIS OUCHIE EYE

Hi kittehz!  Friday was not very good to us.  The Mommy woke up with a bad headache.  Around noonish, she noticed my left eye was yukky.  She immediately fixed up a warm salt compress for it.  Let me just say that I put up a good fight that would make all of you kittehz out there in blogland, proud of me.  There was much screaming and gnashing of teefs (mine) and there was bloodshed (Mommy's).  (Mommy is A- if anybody wants to donate for round two...)
While torturing me applying it, Precious made some awful sounds and bomited a whole bunch of food.  Doodz, it was a lot.

I almost felt sorry for the Mommy.  Almost.

Mommy called the V-E-T and now I'm on an aunty-biotic until Tuesday at which point we will check in with the V-E-T again.

Precious seems fine and has ate and held it down.  Mommy doesn't know what caused her upset tummy.  She has never seen Precious sick before.  She's watching her like a hawk, though.

We're hoping for an uneventful, easy kind of Caturday.  We hope all our furriends have one, too.

Purrs, ya'll.

Pee Ess - we're still waiting on that new computer cord.  Mommy's typing with one hand and holding the cord together with the other.  MOL!