Vet check

Oh heer was a thing.

Remmemer last summer when I was all like "WELP IM GONNA DIE NOW GOODBYE WORLD" and we had to give me tons of medisine?

Mom is all "Let's do bludd stealing so to check on your Roxie stuff and make sure you is living."

So i has to go to the vet.

AND THEY STEELS MAH DANG BLUDD WITH POKING.

SADDEST ROXIE FACE PLEEZ BE NICE TO PERGRET ROXIE

It turns out that my bluud stuff is fine. So this is a big waste of a trailer ride and of my bludd.

But it's cool cuz. Revenge happuns.

I leave a big ol lake in the parking lot ha ha ha ha ha ha ha take that mean stabber peopel.

So. All is well.