Oh boy, is Mom miserable today. She got up early and made a beeline for the human litterbox room. I can't remember if I have ever seen Mom so sick. I could tell she was feeling awful. I couldn't watch, but I didn't want to leave her alone.
She's sacked out on the couch today, and I'm keeping an eye on her. She tells me she'll be fine after a day of rest, and that I shouldn't worry..
Right. She's my Mom. I'll worry all I want. Get well soon, Mom!