I know she means well but...

...if FP thinks that brown, gritty stuff she tried to inject straight down my throat this morning using a syringe (if you please!) is going to help make me feel better then I think SHE needs to see the vet, not me!

On the up-side, I am feeling quite pleased with the chicken elements of my current diet. Plain boiled rice not so much.

*returns to sick bed and lies down*

Official

I am on a diet of rice and boiled chicken, plus I shall be tussling with FP later on as she attempts to get drops in my ear. I will eventually yield but I'll have rolled around on the floor for a bit.

I am still weak and feeble but will see visitors in ones and twos. Bless you all.