Pawsitive Thoughts For Sammy-Joe

Hi everyone! It's me, Sammy-Joe, taking over the blog for a moment here. 


How are you? I am okay. Except my poops are really mushy. That doesn't bother me, but it bothers Mama and Gramma and Grampa for some reason! They also didn't like it when I puked all over the place. Plus, they noticed that I was losing a lot of weight. 


This is the part that doesn't make sense! All my life, they kept calling me a fat kitty, and even the vet said I needed to cut down on the treats! And now that I've dropped a few pounds, they say I am too skinny. 


So guess what Mama did? She took me to the V-E-T! 


The vet was really mean because he took some of my blood away. Now, how is that supposed to help me? 


Mama says the vet told her I have great blood and nothing is wrong with it. That was the good news. Then the vet told her she needed to switch my food, to a prescription brand that is gentle on my stomach. That is the bad news! I have been eating Meow Mix since I was a kitten! Mama bought it for me because she liked the cats in the commercials who sang, "Meow, meow, meow, meow!" Maybe she thought I would sing like that? Either way, I like my Meow Mix!


Mama started out by mixing a little of the new food in with my Meow Mix. That was okay. Then she started sneakily adding more and more of the new food. When it turned into almost all new food and barely any Meow Mix, I decided to boycott my food!


Then, this morning, I puked all over the place. Grampa saw it and he says I "projectile vomited!" 
Mama started saying I had to eat! She was getting really worried about me! Then she did something that was kind of nice. She took one of these cube thingies. It looks like a little tiny cube, but when you put it in hot water, it turns into chicken soup! Mama made some of that soup stuff. And then she poured some in my food! It smelled great and tasted great! So I started chowing down my food. 
The question is, AM I SICK? I don't know! I've been kind of tired lately. I have been losing lots of weight. Mama says my poops are looking better. (Why is she even looking at my poop?) But she doesn't like that I keep puking. 


So, I thought, just in case, I better ask all my friends out there for some pawsitive thoughts. I need to stay healthy so I can help take care of Mama!

Thanks, friends! Meanwhile, I hope you like the picture of me at the top of this post! Mama added on to my house. Now I have this little tunnel thing here. Grampa says he's going to throw it away, and he calls it a box. I say, if he does that, I will bite him!