We likely won't be seeing the show again, so daddy wasn't able to get me a stuffie from the show like last year. But daddy talked to grandma, and if she remembers to, she'll pick up one for me the next time she's at the theatre. I'm crossing my paws and rubbing my left hind foot for luck that she does remember, then my new stuffie can join Kiwi that I got from last years show.
|Kiwi when I first got him.|
|Me and Kiwi.|
Speaking of which, I am eating my pellets again, but I'm still getting Critical Care twice a day so I don't go into stasis.