Holy moly! Mommy is stinking royalee with her resolution to help me blog more. She says that by the time she works her two part time jobs and does job searching, she "just can't look at a computer anymore." I say, "hey, Whiney McWhinersen, you're not looking at the computer, you're looking at my awesome friends."
So, here we are.
Some really lucky good news is that mommy's temp job asked her to stay until the end of February. She is 95% sure that that will be the end of the jobbie since they just hired someone. She is still hopeful. Cross your paws. She doesn't just love the extra green papers, she loves the actual job itself and the beans she works with. Apparently this is a very rare thing and she says it makes her sad she will probably have to give it up.
Some other great news. I had my yearly VET appnt today. I got a clean bill of health (except for the FIV+ of course)! They were nice enough to give us a discount on having my teeth cleaned since I was already under the gas.
Yes, Bendrix reared his pawsome head, fangs, claws, fur and bloods flew and we wound up going into the gas bin.
I am a little concerned that my, um, spot number 13 is sore. I heard something about being "expressed" but I've never had that spot hurt from expressing myself on my blog or to my beans before so... I'm chalking it up to not hearing clearly cause of the gas.
So, I'm taking the stinky boy's laptop and taking my blogging into my own paws!
PS My mommy got a new phone that has the internets (her old phone fell and broke on a stone floor a couple weeks ago). She hopes to help me visit while she is at lunchtime at her jobbie from it. They block Facebook, blogger, tiwtter, You Tube etc so she has to use her phone.
So, if my comments are short and misspelled, sorry, she is a crappy text typer.