Wonder how much I can milk this...

Hi, it's Thrawn. I thought I was getting better, but when I woke up this morning I hurt pretty bad. I might have yelled a macho ouch when I was getting up. Mom somehow heard it as a scream of pain (as if I scream) and freaked out. Her eyes leaked a lot before she left for work and she kept asking me for Husky Love. That's our "thing" - when I really don't feel good I won't give her any and I wouldn't even think of it this morning.

Sooo...Dr. Bill gave me these crunchy pills that I hoped would taste like beef but are just blah. I made Mom hide it in a marshmallow just for the fun of it. Mom said they are an antiinflammatory and a pain pill too. I wonder if they'll make me see the rainbow bones that Doodle imagines when he takes his I'm-a-big-weenie-and-am-scared-of-storms pills. I'll keep you informed.

I felt bad for Mom when she got home and looked all worried about me so I gave her a good dose of Husky Love to cheer her up. She still seems pretty concerned because she really yelled at the Brats for knocking me over earlier so we'll see what other VIP treatment I can get. Here's a pic of me with my new meds, I really wish she would have wiped my eye-booger before she took it but just can't rely on the people for common sense.

Waiting for chicken soup - Thrawn