I had a great time at my Grandma's. I chased the kitty and she chased me. Since I ate some of her food I let her have some of mine...I figured it was only fair.
Then my grandma was babysitting two of her friend's little girls. They made cookies and colored with Grandma, but the little one, Samantha, who is four years old, really likes to play with me. She's not afraid of me at all, even though she is right on my eye level. She chased me and I chased her and she just giggled and laughed. I tried to get her to give me some cookie dough, but Grandma had already told her not to...darn it! Then mom and dad picked me up and took me home and I cuddled with mommy and she gave me a tummy rub. I am feeling like my old self, back to normal.