GOT TAKEN TO VET!!!!!

Poor me. I went to the vet. The mean vet cut off the ends of my toenails, which were growing into my feet (I had been bleeding all over cushions and curtains and things) and then put HORRIBLE BANDAGES ON MY FEET. I did not like them, and I bit them and bit them until mummy took them off for me.

Even though she gave me my own bowl of porridge to eat, I still weed on her pillows and her and daddy's doona. That will teach her.