I got into some trouble dis weekend, I ate some of dad's spicy sawsaje and den my tummy felt bad and I hadda go potty real bad and I aksidently pooped on mom's clean jammy bottoms. Mom was madder at dad fur feeding me stuff he knows I shouldn't haf den she was at me...but she was still mad at me. My tummy did not feel good from da sawsaje and from knowing mom wasn't happy and I pooped two more times in da litter and it was runny and stinky and den mom felt sorry fur me and hadda wash my butt off a couple of times because dat stuff stuck to my bottom furs. Now everytime I go potty she runs in to check on me...sheesh, one little incident and she gets all worried. I did sleep wif her, but dat was only cuz it's cold outside and she gives off some purrty good heat. It was not, as daddy sed, because I am a momma's boy and want her to baby me when I don't feel good. Oh, and dad haf been saying bad words all weekend cuz our DSL keeps going out. Da man on da fone sed he couldn't see any prollems wif it and dad sed dat is because yoo are thousands of miles away and looking at a wall...so dey is sending somebody out to check lines in our area becawse da naybor lady sed dey is haffing prollems too. Dad sez dat it happens when it gets windy or cold or hot or rains or snows...you know, when we haf weather, and it was windy, cold and rainy den it snowed but just a little bit of swirrly stuff dat din't stick to da ground. Today is not so bad, it's cool but not freezy like it was yesserday and da sun is shining. So mom is going out to do yard work (dat dad was suppose to do last week) and we might go out in our kitty kennel.