It was fun playing around in the floor but shortly after....IT happened. What, you say? A little background (cue violins). A couple of weeks ago Dad and BigBoy took me to that place where they stuck me on that little spot that I love to lick. Though they diligently care for me and watched this interesting place, but they don't lick it, I had to go back to that place at the end of last week. They were sneaking a nasty pill in my food (antibiotic). Now, shortly after playing, I tarted breathing weird and then threw up.......and again, and again, and again, well, you get the picture. Wow, did that bring the attention! They love me so much we had a sleeping party together downstairs that night! Much to my dislike, we went back to that place........the people who pet me there thought it was from that pill. So, now, I have a different pill plus a new one! (steroid) I've been feeling better but haven't got to play as much cause in the beginning it would make me do that disgusting spit up.....not very royal at all. Not been my best week but it is getting better......getting extra petting I can tell.......maybe this situation isn't so bad after all!