MediCats

This morning was unusual because She didn't have any cups of coffee-the-drink or any toast with butter. I knew something was wrong. She fixed me some butter on a lid, so I got my butter, but She didn't get any.  She got cleaned up and ready the very first thing. I found out She had to go back to the doc. Here is the thing. She doesn't like taking pills, so She wants to cut out one or two of them. Her doc won't allow that without lots of tests.  They have to check Her blood to see if it is OK without the pills. She quit before and the oil in Her blood got thicker, so the doc gave Her some new pills. That's what She was having checked today. Now She has a puzzle. Should She just skip the pills altogether and just take Her vitamins and the strong-bones pill, or should She take what the doc gives Her. I don't take any pills, and neither does Kasey, and we are just fine. I think people take too many pills. She does, too. He thinks She should do what the doc tells Her. We'll see how much oil is in Her blood this time and I'll let you know what She decides.
Right now I am a little bit sleepy, because it rained and thundered last night, and I had to stay awake to make sure everything was all right. Kasey had to check, as well. The result was that we were both asleep on the sofa when She came home.  She laughed at that, and we woke up. It is almost time for my sun spot now, so a rest is in my future, for sure. I don't know if She is celebrating a good report from the doc, but She has some very lovely meat thawing out. That means some nice juices for Her splendid cat. (Ahem). Have a good evening, all my readers. TTYL