My pancreatitis flared up last night--hey, dad needed to wash the bedding, anyway--and again this morning. Here I am snuggling with a stuffed animal dad bought for me. (It's a doll, not a real stuffed animal, so don't worry about that!)

Dad took me to the vet's office after they opened and I spent the day getting fluids and meds. I was much better by the time he picked me up late in the afternoon and returned to my normal routine of sleeping and looking beautiful.