Hi all! It’s Dakota and I wanted to give a bark out today for my kitty brother Cody. Some of you know he isn’t feeling well right now.
It started late last week when he wouldn’t eat.
That is a concept that I just don’t understand.
Before I knew it, Cody was being whisked away in his carrier to, of all places, the VET!! That didn’t bother me at first, it bothered me when Mom and Dad came home. I ran to the door excited to greet my brother, when I went to sniff the carrier to give him a kiss, he wasn’t there.
This had never happened before.
My sensitive Sheltie heart sunk. I looked for him everywhere. I slept by his carrier, hoping with all of my heart that when I woke up, Cody would be there.
This was mischief of the most unexpected and not-so-fun kind!
After waiting for what seemed like forever, Cody DID come home! I smothered him with my special Sheltie kisses that are designed to heal anything and everything.
Cody is still not feeling well, I guess I need to give him some more kisses and see if that helps.
For those of you woofies who don’t like, or, don’t UNDERSTAND cats. My brother is my BEST friend! We love each other, we plan mischief together, we wait for Mom and Dad to come home together.