Hey, nice people!
I know the post is late today. Sir Poops kept me up all night. He kept pooping all night. He wouldn't stop. I even got trapped between 2 piles. So I cried and cried until Mummsy woke up and saved me.
Right now, Mummsy is following my brother around the living room with a bucket. He's having a colitis attack again. He doesn't look so good. Mummsy feels he's not going to be with us much longer anyway.
It's hard for him to breathe. And he can barely walk.
Mummsy is doing everything she can to make him comfy. But he doesn't look like it.
Please pray for my stupid brother. I really do like him. I just pretend that I don't.
Lots of licks and belly rubs!
