I Played Too Hard.

I'm not a young kitty anymore. I played too hard with my twist tie the other day.

My mom has been watching me to see if my back is hurting me. It sort of was, but not too much. Today it was bothering me a little more. I had a hard time jumping up on the bed and I didn't want my mom to touch my back too much. It's not too bad but it's not good either.

My mom got right on it. She heated up that rice pack and put it on my back while I was on the couch. At first I didn't think I wanted it but then it felt good. Then it felt too hot so I decided I'd lay on my side next to it. She fixed it up so it was right next to me. It felt good.

I'm hoping I'm back to normal after a good rest. I think my dreams of adventures will hold me over until I can have my next one.