I am fankful for fact I feel good and happy and fings are goin my way way WAY more than they are not!
But I also feel bad about the Bleu... Big Boy was sick at he tummy before we get up this mornin... He ate the breakfast, went frew motions on the mornin routine... chase the ball half the heartedly somewhat this evenin...
And now, he will not eat the nuffin. The nada. The zero. And he will not drink. There is absolutely no fillin of the hump tonight.
I ask you... How can The Big Boy be so cute... and also feel so bad?
Big Boy the Bleu he feel bad... so why he muster smile??? [Beyond, you will see me and my piggy... stay tuned!]
I am sure hopin that by mornin he is knockin me down to get to some food stuffs! I'm happy to match wits wif the him on the extras... but Big Boy need to knock back his main meals on he own (on a counta my the Mom tell me it so!).
But I fink he SMILE on a counta I share my heart palpitations... my heart throbs... my ladies... the Khyra and the Merdie... and the Daisy!!!