I'll write a little before I crash for the night. I am exhausted! I've been out and about since dawn. It's now dusk. I love being outside. I don't always come when called but once in awhile I do.
Mum is really upset because she doesn't know where I go. She says she wants to put a bug on me so she could track me. She is so afraid for me. She even thinks someone will steal me.... (like Sorophy). I don't think I'd ever go to a stranger.
Poor Old Bits. He's 68 in human years. The only problems with illness he's had were abscesses from squabbles.
But he developed a hematoma on his ear, just like Blackie.
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