Kona didn't tell the whole story about her adventure on the lam. Turns out that in executing the daring escape over the three foot lanai gate and down the 4-5 foot drop on the other side, she re-injured her leg and is back to limping a bit. Thankfully, not quite as bad as it was a couple of weeks ago.
But the bigger missing piece of information is: What the heck did she eat? Poor girl is in day two of tummy troubles. Started yesterday (the day after the Great Escape) with, shall we say, soft serve #2. Then today, she yacked up her breakfast and has a mean case of tourista.
We're keeping a close eye, and of course hoping it's nothing serious (she sort of did this one of her first days on the beach where she just swallowed too much ocean, and maybe ate a small dead crab). I'm making her some rice right now.....
Poor Kona. She just can't seem to catch a break, can she?
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