Today I'm learning about this thing called "camping". Mom brought in this neat thing called a "tent" and I sleep in it. I don't really see how its any different than my crate, but mom says camping is fun.

Yesterday was the one month anniversary of my emergency trip to Dr. Daves office. It seems like a very long time ago. My wounds are healing, and soon my fur will be grown back in and you won't be able to see the scars. I'm eating well and often.

Its fun here with lots of other cats to play with. My people aren't too bad either. Thank you to everyone who has been interested in my story!!