Heer it iss, Furriday agin. Dis time, da Patchy Cat iss actin goofy. She iss not sleepin, an she iss runnin around da house all cookoo like, and bumpin into stuff, an knockin offur stuffs, and Mom iss skeered she's gonna hurt herself or do sumpin stoopid like git stuck in da reecliner agin.
Mom called da vet for what to do, since Patchy Cat iss alreddy on sum strong medicins fur her epilepssy, so da vet hadda look up a mew med she coud take along wif dose. Mom went an gots it, and give Patches sum, and she still walkin around da house all fast an goofy like. We neffur seen her act like dis.
Patches iss 11 years old, and her gotchaversary iss comin up in Deecembur. Mom's eyes were leaky last nite--we finks she iss skeered dat Patches mite be fixin to go to da bridge. We hopes not. Mom wood be furry sads. (Ok, we wood miss her too...but don' tell anyone we said so.)
It iss quiet now. Maybe da medicin finlluy worked. Now we kin haz our nappys.
Haff a good weekend, furriends...