Shhhhh. I am hiding. If I sit just right, all my white spots are covered and I'm invisible under the bed.

I am hiding because Mommy has been saying lots of Very Bad Words about the Nutso Crazy Eejit Doktor ever since she got home. It's kind of hard to tell between all the Very Bad Words, but it sounds like the Nutso Crazy Eejit Doktor forgot he told her she was so sick with that bad thing and told her something else today. And then he told her the Special Doktor said something else different too. Mommy is not sad now. Mommy is Very Very Angry. I sure wouldn't want to be that Nutso Crazy Eejit Doktor. Mommy said something bout the fleas of a thousand animals infecting him and pianos on the head and all kinds of stuff. So it sounds like he's in Very Big Trouble. I really really hate fleas, but it sounds like Nutso Crazy Doktor deserves them. Mean, mean Doktor for making my Mommy so sad and then so angry.

I heard Grandma say that Mommy is going to a New Good Doktor on Monday. New Good Doktor is a nice lady, Grandma says, and a very Good Doktor. She's supposed to straighten it all out for Mommy.

I hope this New Good Doktor can tell Mommy if she's really so sick or not and help Mommy out if she is so sick. Cuz otherwise there will be lots more Very Bad Words and I may have to hide under the bed for a very long time. That would be bad because the litterbox won't fit under the bed.