Dear Scooty,
I may not be the best owner but I try my best. I try to keep you happy, keep you well fed. I am sorry I keep you in a tote. It is for a good reason though. I don't mind your whining for constant attention, scratches, and snuggles. I don't mind having to treat you like a newborn and constantly bathing you and wiping your butt. I don't mind having you in my lap, playing as you drag your back legs along. I don't mind helping you regain muscle in them. You have grown a lot since I have got you. You have came more out of your shell. I never get tired seeing your bright eyes looking at me. As I am writing this, you are on my lap being a curious bean and playing with a medicine bottle while having the loudest and strongest purr I have ever heard.