Mom has been worrying over me like a wet hen.
Not a pretty vision I know.
You see I have been having some strange episodes.
On or about March 29th (Mom recorded this I don't know why)
I started crying out in pain.
I would be sitting in her lap and I would get up awkwardly
and then I would stand there unsteadily and moan.
She tried finding any spot on me that would make
me cry but I never would.
Every day this happened.
But, there were NO other signs.
I was eating and drinking just like clockwork.
I did all my personal business like a champ.
I still jumped and moved around like a lady of a certain age.
I slept in all my usual spots.
Nothing unusual at all.
But every night I would do the same crying out in pain.
Mom was worried, really worried and she started thinking about taking me to the Vet.
Then all of a sudden it dawned on her.
*she's a little slow*
One day she was walking on her treadmill and I got on.
She turned it on thinking it was on .5mph, but it was on 3.0mph.
I got swept down to the end of the treadmill and was caught between the belt and
She immediately stopped the thing and of course she picked me up and held me
and comforted me and kissed me all over.
She saw nothing wrong and I acted like nothing was wrong.
But now she believes I got a boo boo from that and it showed up a day or so later.
I did not cry out the last two nights, so she thinks I am better.
All I can say is she better not try to get me
to do that stupid treadmill again.