I was trying to clean my room but I got extremely distracted by Sprocket. Even though the lighting was poor (gloomy day) I took some photos and we played with the peacock feather while Chun watched somewhat disdainfully. I knew he wanted to play too and was just being silly because Sprocket is pushy and always manages to be in the spotlight. But Chun is just as bad, when Sprocket isn’t around.
The jewelry box he’s sitting on in the August photo is the same thing that is hidden behind his plumpness in today’s photo.
I hesitate to distract from the cuteness of Sprocket’s photos, but… unfortunately I keep seeing signs that seem to confirm my worries. See previous posts, as I don’t want to restate everything. Last night, I dreamed about ticks the size of Sprocket and bees the size of humans. Tomorrow, I will call the vet.