Mom brought me breakfast in bed. I know this looks like I'm being spoiled, but here's the story.

I've been losing an ounce of weight a week for some time now, so mom and dad push food in front of me as often as possible. I usually don't eat much at one time.

The good news is at this afternoon's weigh-in at the vet's office I've actually gained two ounces! It doesn't recover what I've lost over the past few months, but it's a positive development.