We had a full schedule ahead, preparing for a dry run this week.
Everything was going ok....
... then I noticed something. At first I thought I was slightly banking to the right, so I picked up my right ear to stay ear-level. I go to cross check my compass and turn and bank indictor. Now they both showed I was turning. I was turning to the left, jut a little, but that was bad enough.
Sure enough, doc says "Let's try meds for a few days, see if it clears up".
Meds, I hate meds, but what's a bunn like me to do?!? I take them and pretend not to like them.
... because if I fuss enough, guess what? A nanner! Yep, sweet, yummeh nanner, served very snappeh. All the nanner I want.
Then there's cuddles and heating wrap, which are all very comfy. I'm hoping that I'll be hopping at full power soon; we'll have a lot of catching up to do. All 3 of us need to be in top shape, the dry run will be no joke.
How long on the meds Major Toes? Doc said 10 days, Cleo.
At least I get to hang out in the kissin' booth.
I'm ready for your offerings of kissin' and snurglin'!
I have to make sure our hoomins don't get too curious about those floor mats, the floor or why we have such interest in this room. I do like the lookout assignment though, because they pay a lot of attention. Attention to me.
- Thank you Renee!
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