Mom showed me the piece of foam mat which almost cost me one of my nine lives. Its quite big, its more than half an inch in size! No wonder it didnt pass through my intestine and got stucked somewhere in there.
My parents are happy that I am starting to behave normal. And by normal, they mean, WAKING THEM UP VERY EARLY IN THE MORNING so they can fill up my food bowl and water dish. I also have the energy now to run to the door everytime it opens. The only thing I cant do yet is jump on the couch to spy on my neighbours, I wonder what they are up to now!
A few more days and the stitches will be taken off by my vet and I wont have to wear this silly cone. Hooray!
