Bummer...

Big "little" brother Marcus was very sick this morning..he has been sticking close to Mom. He has been in her lap all day. Moosey was sick Wednesday & Thursday, but seemed to get well quickly without the need for medical attention, but not Marc. His temperature was 103 and he was dehydrated. Mom & Dad took him to the vet. They gave Marcus sub-q fluids and an injection of antibiotics and sent him home with some pain killers. Mom said that he had a bad smell coming from his mouth that tipped her off along with the fact that he was walking a little hunched over with his tail tucked as tight as he could get it. They are not sure what both Marc and Moose got into - but I know Mom is not happy at all about it. Could have been bird poop or cat poop or something equally gross she said. She is very glad, however, that I didn't get sick too.

Mom bought me a vest to wear around to get used to wearing something and/or carrying something. I don't mind it. She hasn't taken a picture of me because she said it would look like I was playing dress up and that is not the idea. It is blue and white stripes and I look like a sailor. Dad put the vest on me because he knows Mom's intent, but he kind of curled his lip at it. It's soft and I don't care, so I guess that is good.

Mom said that I have been good not bothering Marcus today...probably cuz I know he is sick. I hope he is better soon because we like to play together. He ate all his dinner (he hasn't eaten all day, not even treats!) but he still isn't drinking a lot of water and that makes Mom worry too.

Well, I am off to find Dad. He is putting hunting gear away. Some of it scares me and some of it is kinda cool to climb on.

I am Hugh