LC: No really, I been hearing Skeeter in my head again lately. He says it is time ta join him over the Bridge. He says I can decide the time an there is no rush, but I should start thinkin about it.
Hes got a good point. I'm so tired these days. Going out onna deck is about all I can do. Some days I see the birdies inna trees, but some days I see the Bridge. Skeeter tells me it wont be too much longer. I hardly even wanna get ta the litterbox these days. I do, cause I've always been a clean kitty, but its gettin harder.
The Big Thing says it is OK, cause he knows how difficult the thyroid thing is makin my life He knows I hate the oral meds twicet a day, an he hates making me take them, but he says he will do that as long as I want him to, and gladly. I appreciate that. I do like ta sit on his lap more often the past year, cuz the strokin an scritchin feels good. Attention is allus good!
But still, I feel so strange these days. I'm so uncomfortable alla time an I dont sleep well. Not much appetite either. Stinky Goodness just doesnt smell as good as it used to, ya know? TBT comes lookin for me at meal times an hasta put the bowl unner my nose afore I notice its food. Ayla an Iza tell me theirs tastes an smells great, so it must be me.
When I do sleep, I dream of wide green meadows full of frogs and mousies. And being 2 years old again. And nappin with Skeeter like I did for so many years.