Thank you my friends for your best wishes. I threw up again this evening and Lynettea is trying to give my stomach a rest. I went out on my halter with her and ate a lot of grass and then threw up again. She decided not to give me crispies for a bit, but I was so hungry I started biting off chunks of newspaper and then eating the tail of one of my numerous toy mice. I usually don't take any notice of them. So she gave me a small group of crispies. Then I sat on her lap for a while and then had a bit of a sleep.
I hope I am well soon. I got Lynettea to send a special Christmas hamper to my friend Jim in England today. Jim and Vi helped my mother bring me up when I was little, before I went to Lynettea to look after her. I was three months of age when I was considered old enough to go into the wide world and start my job supervising a human. Not very old for a small kitten to be on his own.
A lot of small kitties are looking for a human to look after this Christmas. Lynettea showed me a story about them in the newspaper this morning. I hope they find a human to look after.