Gracie here. I’m back! It’s been a busy week here. The lady peep got her second vaccine and went down. It was all hands on deck. Even the beloved husband had to get the Starbucks mocha. We all sat on her bed and watch her sleep. We are never all on her bed at the same time. It was eerie. Like something out of Edgar Allen Poe. Like a death watch but she survived. We kept evaluating whether her opposable thumbs still works. All good. She can still open food cans. She was a bit whiny but she didn’t milk it as long as Morgan did with her leg.
I hope she understands how lousy we feel after she takes us for all those yearly shots. We don’t hit the party clubs or even go outside so I don’t know why we need them. They are owchies. Maybe we’ll get extra treats now. Does Starbucks sell cat treats?
Since only the peep is allowed to take pictures, there aren’t many this week. Here is one of me. Excuse the yellow tint. The peep must have done something wrong. I am a lovely shade of gray!