stressful times
My life is falling apart. Not only is mommy off taking care of other people's kids instead of us, but I can't even hang out with Smokey and wash his ears for him (it helps me de-stress) because he hurt himself! The old fart slipped on some loose papers and fell off the table and now he has a compressed disc in his lower back (just like grampa!). I don't know what to do...it obviously hurts him alot, but I can't comfort him because he's really cranky. If he moves wrong, he screams like a banshee and looks around to see who hit him (I guess he doesn't believe that he hurt himself) and if I happen to be there he assumes I did it and tries to beat the crap out of me! I want to tell him off, but I can't because I feel so sorry for him! And Junie doesn't help because she comes running every time Smokey screams and tries to beat HIM up! So gramma and grampa have Smokey locked up in their room and they won't let me go in! All I can do is lie on my bed, where it smells like HER, and cry. And eat kibbles.