My Mum thinks I might be a medium, or perhaps a psychic. On Friday after my Mum came home from work I started crying and crying and crying. I cried all evening until she finally went to bed at 9:00. Then I cuddled up next to her and stayed close all night. On Saturday I continued crying and crying and crying all day until she finally went to bed at 7:00. Mum said all during this time she wasn't feeling well, but she said she was more worried about me and why I was whining. On Saturday night she took her temperature and it was 105, so she took some Tylenol and went to bed. I stayed very close to her all night. On Sunday when we woke up she was feeling much better and I had quit whining.Gosh, it is so hard to get your point across to Mums sometimes. Why didn't she know that I wasn't whining, but I was telling her to go to bed because she wasn't well! What else could Meow mew mow meeoow meow mean! It is so obvious!
Perhaps I should study the Milton Bradley Medical Course like Daisy.
