Deer frenz

Az most of yoo knowz, I iz a furry old kittee -- almoss 19. Resintly I haznt bin feelin gud. Meowmie haz bin doin herown bestest to hewp myownself, but she lissenz to da TED, an we awl knowz da kind of fingz TEDz sez to do: yucky meddysinz, stikkin pore kitteez wif needulz, etc.

But, mirakul of mirakulz, I haz made Meowmie unnerstan dat doze fingz mite not be da bestest fur myownself now, an she haz decided to stop or slow down on sum of dem. It mite be dat dey wuz hewpin myown bodee keep werkin, but dey made me feel unhappee an I haz bin hidin a lot.

I duznt know if I will feel betterer wifowt so mennee meddysinz an stuf, but if I can't feel gud ennee mor, Meowmie haz purromissed dat I won't haf to feel bad fur too much longer. In kase da worstest happinz, I juss wantz to say dat I haz bin furry happee wif Meowmie an heer in da komoonitee. I haz had a gud long life (most of it wif a deer sisfur), da luv of a gud girlkittee, and da frenship of mennee wunnerful kitteez heer in RPCC. Fangu awl fur bein part of dat.

Yur fren,
Sundance