Through Gizmo's Eyes
I wasn't feeling well last week. I banged my head and eye on the bookcase trying to catch the feathers on the dreamcatcher hanging from it... The feathers looked so pretty. They changed colours when the light hit them on different angles...just like the fishies... I should have known. Anyway, my humans took me to the vet and got me some horrible medicine, but it made me feel better. They snuggled me and looked after me, and now I'm back to my mischievious self.