My name is Piglet and I'm a little pink pig. Well, really, I'm a cat. A Sphynx. But I look like a little pink pig.
My older brother, Grover, is a Devon Rex. He writes here, too, but don't believe anything he says.
We live in a tree house in New York City with our mom and we thank you for visiting!
Cute. The Pink Pig is looking pretty good. How is he doing health wise?
Thanks so much! He is doing really well. He does have bad days or a week, where he'll throw up often, have a weird coughing thing (from his heart issue, the docs say) or have bloody poops, or just be very tired and sleep for what feels like way too many hours to me, but we call those times 'episodes' and they do pass and between the episodes he is crazy, happy, hungry Piggy. You'd never know he was ill. He has tooth decay and he can't have his teeth cleaned because his heart cannot withstand anesthesia, so that makes me sad for him, but it doesn't seem to affect him at all and the vet keeps a close eye on him. I brush his teeth (always did) a lot, so I just hope it helps halt the progression. His blood tests continue to be very wonky indicating some massive infection, but he takes all his meds twice a day and lives a very happy, yummy, bratty (according to Grover) and spoiled life. Amen!OXO
I'm glad. I hope you are doing Okay too.
What a secret spot to hide and worry your mom with! I bet it trapped your body heat ever so nicely though...And yes, you are lookin' good, Piggy and glad your episodes are gettin' you down. Tell your mom Fangs for the update!
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