Tummy Troubles

I have not had a very good week. I was SICK. It was no fun. On Monday I went to daycare and I played and played (Myla and I chewed each other's faces for hours, THAT was fun!), then Mama came to pick me up. We had a nice walk home-- we walked through a movie set, which is where people make movies on the street! So cool-- and I went to sleep. Mama and Papa went to a movie in the park and all was fine.

But in the middle of the night, I woke up and felt so bad! I had to go! I am not allowed to go in the house, and besides, I don't like it to be yucky where I sleep and lie down, so I need Mama or Papa to take me out. Hooo boy, it was bad! So I woke Papa up and he took me out and... Mama said I should spare you the details. Then a couple of hours later I had to go out again. My papa is the best papa, because he woke up in the middle of the night and took me out again.

Mama woke up at the regular time and we went out again. I dragged her to the dirt patch because I like to poop on dirt. Mama said I must have eaten something yucky off the ground, and maybe she's right, but I like to eat off the ground! I find so many good treats on the ground! Sometimes I get a bone, and Mama and Papa make me open my mouth so they can pull it out-- this is NO FAIR, because it is MY BONE and I found it, but Mama and Papa say no. But usually I am too quick for them-- ha! I am a fast doggy. I find street treats and gobble 'em up! But this time one of them made me really sick.

But I was still happy. I saw Uncle Roland and got my butt rubbed, then the delivery guys came to pick up Mama's laundry, and I went out to say hi. I like the delivery guys. They are fun. They come with a fun scale that smells like people's stinky feet, and I love it! I like to sniff it. After they left, Mama went to her office.

I was ok for a little bit, then my tummy was waaaay hurty. I asked Papa to take me out again. When the elevator opened, there was my mama! Oh boy! She gave Papa her bag and took me right outside. She came home to spend the day with me! It was so nice to see her. But she and Papa tried to snuggle me a little too much, and when I'm not feeling well, I don't like to be snuggled. They listened, though, and left me alone until I was ready. Everyone is really nice to me when I'm sick. Mama tells them I'm not feeling well, and they say nice things and rub my head. I like that, but I don't like being sick.

Mama made me special breakfast with rice and chicken, but I don't like rice and chicken-- I prefer my kibble. (Note from Mama: His kibble is made with rice and chicken. Silly Avon.) I didn't want to drink anything either. I just wanted to sit with Mama. So we did. She let Papa go back to sleep before he went to work. Later in the afternoon, Mama took me AND Jackie out for a walk! It was too hot, though. I had to keep lying down. Jackie wanted to explore a lot but Mama wouldn't let her. I hadn't had anything to drink, but walking with Jackie made me feel better.

By the afternoon, I was so much better! No more tummy hurting! But I was sad, because a bad tummy means I can't eat, and oh boy, was I HUNGRY. But Mama said no. So I slept a lot and cuddled with Mama until she went out, then I cuddled with Papa when he came home from work.

I am feeling a lot better today! I am eating again, and drinking my water like a good boy. Mama tries very hard to keep me from eating off the street, but we'll see how that goes.