Sir Pantsalot

Hi! Toby here. Even though it’s Wordless Wednesday day, I told Mom I wasn’t going to go another day without telling you of my knighthood. I was pretty stoked about it, let me tell you. So, this is what happened.

I heard Mom say on the phone that I panted a lot and drank a lot. I do drink a lot, but I thought that was OK. Apparently not.So, last night I had a dream that I was riding a mighty stead and going off to slay a bunch of dragons. (I wonder if that’s because one of my kittehs slept with me last night?) Anyhow, that dream was pretty impressive, so I got to thinking–what if I was a real knight. I do have a round table. See?We talked it over and Mom said she had the power to knight me right here and on the spot! I am now Sir Pantsalot of the Round Bowl! Now that I have all these special powers, Mom said I had to go visit a special(ist) vet to get my magic sword. I guess only knights of the realm can visit them. I’m glad I had that dream!If you have any dragons lying around, let me know! I can officially come slay them for you–as soon as I get my sword, of course.

Mom here: Toby has many of the symptoms of Cushing’s disease and, unfortunately, it couldn’t be ruled out with the latest test. Next step is a visit with a vet internist who will make the final determination and treatment recommendations. Poor Tobs has gone through a lot this past year with demodectic mange, extremely low thyroid and now this. Fortunately he’s happy, eats well and loves to go on all of Sage’s adventures (except the mud, of course. That’s totally Sage!) And in answer to those who wonder whether she actually gets in the car that muddy–of course not. That’s the whole beauty of going to 1000 Acres. There’s more than enough good water out there where she swims off all the mud before we get back to the car.