Dear Wiley,
Thank you for not hating me.
I know that's probably hard, given that you got violated seven ways to Sunday today, had dewormer shoved down your throat and ears cleaned out with q-tips that I swear reached your tiny behind, but I promise it was for the best.
The mites are out of your ears, the worms should stop their feasting soon, you don't want to hear this, but a Dawn bath in your future will help kill the fleas until you get bigger and older, and you might keep gaining weight being less of a parasite host!
As of today, you're 13 oz! That's a whole ounce added since Sunday night, but you should be gaining one a day right now. Hence... killing all the parasites! You might have lost a half ounce :/
We're going back in 4 weeks. You'll like me even less that day, because I fear there will be shots and more violating! But like I said, I do it because I love you. Healthy you, happy me :) I'll clean out your eye boogies and rejoice in your poops, but in return, stay cute and fluffy and keep growing into my strong man!
Love you,
Mom
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