Sick

Oh man, I haven't written in a while because that Punk Pup gave me a VIRUS! I hate VIRUS! It made me throw up - I tried to not do it, but I couldn't stop - and I threw up. At least I was nice enough to do it in the bathroom on the slick floor.
Mommy-god and Daddy-god were both worried about that Punk Pup, since he had really bad diarrhea. They decided to take him to the v-e-t, and when Daddy-god found that I had thrown up, he took me too! I got to go for a RIDE! I love RIDE!!!! But I don't love v-e-t.
And the v-e-t said that they weren't worried about the Punk Pup! Ha! Ha! He just had diarrhea - they were worried about ME! I felt special - until they brought in a pokey thing and pokied me on my back with something they called "EYE-VEE" treatment. I didn't like the treatment. But, I did feel a little better - I actually relented and played with that Punk Pup for a little while that evening.
And they gave us pills - and Daddy-god and Mommy-god both give us pills in CHEEZ! I love CHEEZ!!! I wish they would give me more CHEEZ!!!
I haven't thrown up any more, so I hope the VIRUS is gone. I hope the VIRUS just stays with that Punk Pup now! Too bad the v-e-t said we can't give the VIRUS to The Girls!