Henlo Frens, iz me, Bear. Lass time I wuz here, it wuz acuz Meowmy tried to Serb me veggibles an everyone wuz berry unnerstandin.
Today iz back. Meowmy taked me to da pokey place yesterday acuz I hadz a poopy box axident. Pacifically, I went pee pee on her sheets (hee hee, go crimes!). Howeber, my pee pee dont look right, and off to da pokey place we go.
I found a fun place to hang unner da table (pitchers 2 and 3)—dey said i was da first kitty dey had eber seen do dat! I knows Iz an essplorer!!! Oberall Dey wuz nice—lots of ear scritches and telling me how hansum I am.
Howeber, dey stole my bloodz and more of my pee pee. After reading da results, Dey say I haz somefing called Eff Eye Pee. So now i haz to take medicine ebery day for many forebers. The pokey lady did say Meomwy caught it early (acuz I TOLD her by peeing in da sheets), so she finks I haz good odds of surbibing.
I know I can soo Pokey Place, but not sure if I should? I wanna soo Eff Eye Pee too for making me not feel good and for making Meowmy do a worry. And I tinks I should soo Meowmy for bringing me to da pokey place, just acuz it’s da principal.
(Hi friends—Bear unfortunately showed all the markers for Dry FIP during his vet visit yesterday. It’s not a total shock—we lost one of his biological siblings to Wet FIP earlier this year. Vet said at the time that there was no way to tell if either of the other remaining siblings would break with it and we would just have to wait and see. Thankfully there is medication to treat FIP now, so we are putting him on that protocol as soon as I get the medicine from the pharmacy. Please send Bear any positive healing vibes you can spare!)