Remember when I said I had to write about scraggly old Ethel that I hate? Well, now I am very sad and mixed up. Ethel is sick.
Mom says when it comes to pets, there's sick and there's sick. I'm pretty sure that what Mom means is that, "There's sick so let's take you to the vet," or "There's sick...and you know what happens after that."
Scraggly Old Ethel and me never hit it off. Gudrun and Myrtie are good NDak cats and know how to get along with others. But Uncle Aaron found Ethel and her brother Fred in a dumpster behind Luigi's Italian restaurant 18 years ago. They were big-city kitties and they woud kick your butt in one second.
But now Fred is dead. Ethel isn't and now I'm sorry I wished she was. When I came to live with Mom Ethel was rude and mean to me. Mom bought me a h-u-g-e bed for the floor and Ethel copped it. Ethel took my bed, my food and my toys and my friends. She scared them too. But now I know she is really old and has only 9 teeth and I am trying to be understanding.
So now Ethel is sick. Mom says she will "put her down." I'm not really, really sure but I'm pretty sure what that means. Will Mom do that to me if I get sick? I'm scared. But I still love my Mom.