I'm not feeling so hot right now. Mom and dad are a little concerned. I was showing signs of wanting to spit up a hairball last night, but never did. Mom was afraid I had gotten a piece of ribbon (I like to eat it) and was possibly choking on it. Dad has kept Josie occupied so I can eat and drink in piece. She's my buddy, but sometimes it bothers me when she jingles in and invades my space when I want to eat. She has her own Kitten Chow, but insists on eating my Indoor Cat Formula. Doesn't she know that she needs the Kitten Chow to grow big like me?
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