Mom told me that my bff Rigby has to have an operation! He had hurt his dewclaw and then it got infected so now it has to come off for good. I wonder if that's what happened to mine? I don't remember having any infections. I hope he feels better soon! I hope it doesn't hurt!
Last night Dad and I played catch. But my version of catch where I run around the living room and Dad tries to catch me. When he came near I would fly down the hallway into the computer room, say hi to Mom and then zip back out to the living room. Dad couldn't catch me at all! He asked Mom if she had greased me up. That is how FAST I am! We played for a while until Dad got tired and I let him catch me.
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