I still feel really bad. When I cough the Woman says it sounds like a seal barking, and this morning I coughed up this huge wad of gross stuff that I left in a stringy trail across the carpet.
The Woman said that was okay, and she'd clean it up. And every time Buddah jumps on me, she takes him off and tells him no, to leave the big kitty alone because he doesn't feel good.
Yeah, I actually appreciate that.
I heard her on the phone a little bit ago, though, and it sounds like she's taking me back to that place where I got stabbed. This isn't good, because I just don't have the energy to bite that guy today.
If I survive it, I'll update tonight. If I'm not sleeping it off, that is.
I hope he doesn't stab me again.