Brainball's doin bettur with his baldy spot today -- it's still annoyin him, but he's less stressed out today than he was yesterday. His skin is nice and pink, not red, so that's good. The goop you see is where Momma put bag balm on him after she and Daddy cutted out his big mat.
Brainball's still grumpy cuz of his shaved spot, but he's been doin his Alpha Cat Patrols and lookin out the windows at the snow we gotted last night.
Momma and Daddy keep tellin him he's a Good Ol' Brainball and to hang in there, that his furs will grow back soon.
Here's Dorydoo on Momma's bookieshelves, sayin, Hang in there, Brainball... we love you!
Here's me, sayin the same thing. Brainball's such a great bruther, and it makes the rest of us Ballicai sad when he's feelin out of sorts. Cuz he's our Fearless Leadur in addishun to our wunnerful big bruther.
And here's Marilyn, blowin Brainball a kissie from the laundry basket (one of her new favrit spots fur nappin).
