Wordy Wednesday

Someone gave dis to mom fur Krissmouse...yes, she hadded some. In fact she hadded some last night. Her and a frend hadded something called brandy old fashon sours. Dey emptied dis bottle and den dey giggled a lot. Dad did not haf any but he did sit wif dem. He is doing a lot better and isn't yelling in pain anymore. He is on to da soft food part of recovery. He had a strawberry banana smoothie made wif yogurt fur lunch and some cream of potato soup fur dinner. And dis might be to much information but he finally pooped. Apparently dis is a BIG deal and da reason fur da big celebration last night. Okay, not really, but any excuse to haf fun. We is liking da new skedjool too, early to bed, early to rise. Mom goes to da shelter fur 2 hours and da rest of da day she is here, at our beck and call. She even took da walkie talkie out wif her when she cut da grass just in case dad (or one of us) needed her. It's gonna be like dat fur a month cuz dad isn't suppose to do anything fur dat long. He isn't even allowed to lift anything over 5 pounds! Heck, little Zippy weighs more den dat! He is allowed to play fev-ver wand with us tho so we'z been haffing fun wif dat. Well, dat's it. Just thawt we'd update properly on what is going on.