Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Good Grief . . .

. . . What they make me do to get a treat!

In all honesty, Cat Couch hasn't asked me to "sit up" in years. She decided that she wanted to see if I could still do it. The treats were yummy, so I did.

Just once.

Saturday, September 23, 2006

Sharing the Window

Tuesday, September 19, 2006


My dish is EMPTY!

Friday, September 15, 2006

Doing OK

Thank you everyone for your concern! I just haven't been to the 'puter ... spending lots of time upstairs getting hair all over Dad and Cat Couch's pillows and sheets. (hee hee)

Our litter boxes have been moved up from the basement - boy, is THAT weird! The Beans think that maybe the spider problem is down there. Then why didn't the stupid spider bite stupid Salem?! Anyway, we're getting used to having the boxes in a different place. I have an extra pill every day for 10 days to keep the swelling from coming back.

Not sure what happens after that ... I guess they'll see if going off the new pill will be okay, and then MAYbe the litter boxes will go back downstairs. Don't know what the plan is right now.

Monday, September 11, 2006

Sad Day

My great-Granny would have been 97 years old today, but she died in February 2001. Cat Couch says that her Granny would have been really, really mad that her birthday was ruined like that.

My Cat Couch started her day, five years ago, really sad because she missed her Granny. Then the day got worse. Salem and I tried to comfort her by sitting with her, but she kept jumping up and walking around and around. Because Dad works on a Navy base, he didn't know if could get home that day - the base was locked up tight. He did finally come home in time for dinner.


I'm sorry to say that yesterday my face got fat again. My Dad was in a panic, trying to figure out why. Cat Couch gave me one of the pills that the V-E-T game them. This morning I was still all puffed up, but now it seems to be better. I guess that I'll be getting another pill later today just to make sure.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

All Better . . . My 100th Post

I'm happy to use my 100th post to report that my face is back to normal. The medicine made me really hungry yesterday, and my Beans were kept hopping to provide food. The swelling did take all day to go down. It was kind of funny but irritating how everyone kept checking out my face to see how it was.

Thank you EVERYONE! for all your very kind words of comfort and concern. I do hope that this is the last time for a long time that I go to the V-E-T!

(drat - I just overheard Dad and Cat Couch say that Salem and I have our yearly check-ups coming up . . .)

Friday, September 08, 2006

Emergency V-E-T . . . sigh

This morning we woke up to find my face all swollen.

My Beans panicked and took me to the emergency V-E-T, who thinks that I am having an allergic reaction to something (Dad thinks a spider bit me). So I got a shot and my Cat Couch hydrated me again (argh - she did it last night, too!).

The medicine makes me really thirsty ... and hungry, too. Dad served me breakfast in bed!

And he's staying home today to make sure that I'm okay. Unfortunately, he's going to call our regular V-E-T when she gets in at 8:00 so that I can get checked again later today.


Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Follow Me . . . .

Okay now, follow me to the kitchen -
I'm ready for my mid-late-afternoon snack now

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Back from the V-E-T

Well, it's always fun to hiss and scare the dogs when I'm at the V-E-T's office. Not fun to have a needle stick.


My thyroid is okay. The V-E-T doesn't know why I've been throwing up the last couple of days, but didn't think it was the medicine. She was pleased that the medicine was working.

The V-E-T asked the Cat Couch about hairballs. Cat Couch didn't think that I groomed enough to have a problem with that. (because I tend to be dehydrated, I don't always have alot of saliva.)

Silly Cat Couch. Just because she doesn't see me groom much doesn't mean that I don't!

As Dad found out early this morning when he stepped on a huge hairball on the stairs.

hee hee

Friday, September 01, 2006

Rabbit Rabbit

In the tradition of my Beans, it is time to say "Rabbit Rabbit" for good luck.

We could use some luck this week - Luna is still missing, and I'm not doing so well. I did alot of throwing up and spitting up yesterday. Cat Couch and Dad keep talking about me. I think that they're calling the V-E-T today. Cat Couch sez that it's good that I still want to eat. Dad sez that my new thyroid medicine might be making me nauseated.