Conversations with Cousin Cameo- Mastication 101

It sounds as though Cameo is on the right track to make improvements in her bum knee! I wish that she could come see me here in California so I can introduce her to my friends. Here is the next segment in our ongoing canine correspondence. Hey Cuz! Yes, I think I am getting better and better all the time. Gramma still gets a little upset with me when I run around like a nut, but when my buddies visit, I just go crazy! Will I ever grow up? Fortunately, I remain very calm when I'm alone with just immediate family. Ya know what? Gramma's making me sleep in my crate at night. I LOVE IT. She is afraid that if I sleep with people persons, they may roll over on top of me and may hurt my bad knee. So, I get to sleep all by myself cuddled up in Becki's sweatshirt. I guess this will be the norm for the rest of my life. It beats being woken up every time Gramma has a hot flash. They interfere with my bestest dreams. Grampa has also turned my steps into ramps so I can easily walk up to the couch and beds. Everyone is trying their best to make my little universe as comfortable as possible. Oh, my medicine is Metacam. Just a very very small dose squirted in my mouth with a syringe. Too cool to drool. Gramma would never give me anything but a prescription med, as she would be afraid that I would have a reaction to people stuff. I also am now taking one quarter of a Dasuquin, which Gramma scrunches up in tuna water or applesauce. I prefer the applesauce, as it slithers right down my throat. I had to chase Dinky away from my tuna juice the other day and he stopped short. I went barreling into him and I got a mouthful of cat fur. Now that was more disgusting that anything I have ever had in my mouth. It was pretty hard to spit out, so it looked like I had a black beard. How in the world did you get arthritis in your toes? Have you been wearing high heels again? Or, is it those flip-flops? They are so bad for your feet. At least you don't have hammertoes like most of those Hollywood actresses. Stick to sneakers. It's a good thing you live out west as I would imagine the snow and ice around New England would wreak havoc on your toe joints. Sometimes I don't even like going outside on the ice. It’s way too cold for my tootsies, so I just use a pee pee pad when no one is looking. So, if we can't eat grapes, I suppose that rules out wine too? Oh - it's a good thing you mentioned raisins and dried fruits, not that I've had any, but I will steer clear for sure. I also have to slow down and try to chew more slowly as I had a little choking going on yesterday. I rather inhaled my apple pieces instead of deliberately munching. I may have to go to school, or maybe take an online course, Mastication 101. Ha! I like that word. Seriously? Ticks can cause all those problems? They suck, literally! Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever sounds pretty scary to me. I remember when I was 2 and 3 years old when I had to get a shot each Spring because I had some kind of allergy. I don't think it was due to a tick as I have only had one. I guess I am pretty lucky because darn Dinky is always in the fields and woods, comes inside, and rubs up against me. Gramma gets mad at him too because he gives her poison ivy. Hahaha! Baaaaadddd Dinky. I love it when he gets in trouble. Are you the only animal in your house? If so, lucky you! You must get real spoiled. I'm jealous. On a sad note, Aunt Chrissy's dog, Rosey, died last week. She was very sick for a long time. She was fainting and falling down. She had a stroke, so they peacefully helped her get to heaven. I will miss her, but I am also glad that she no longer has to deal with all that pain. I don't like it when my friends die. I don't like to cry. So I am really looking forward to seeing you in August, though I wish it could be sooner. I will lick you all over when I see you. I may try to stick my tongue in your mouth like I do to Aunt Miranda. I have a really long tongue! How old are you anyway? Do you date? Love, Cameo