Last night I was duly poked, prodded, felt, squeezed and stuck. Yes, I went to the vet and so did Simba. I'm trying to forget the horrors by spending time on my balcony watching the birdies and squirrels. The vet said she'll call Mama next week if there is an issue with our blood tests. She said she felt a nodule on my throat and my heart was beating fast so she wonders if I have a thyroid issue. Simba and I have always been healthy as hogs, so Mama is hoping that all is well. In the meantime, I'm going to enjoy this fresh air. Enjoy your Saturday, friends!