Have you wondered where I have been lately? I need to hide a lot. Mom has this strange addiction to check me out for wounds. I like the part when she is going through my fur with her hand, giving me a good massage. I hate the part when she has found a new "hole" as she calls it.
Today she found the one under my chin. I told her to leave me alone, but she said I should stop wincing, she just wanted to have a look at it. Of course I did not let her have a look without putting up a good fight and now she has one or the other "hole", heehee.
Since then she pretends she wants to cuddle me just to get a chance at touching my chin.
Ssssh, here she comes now. Don't tell her you've seen me!
