Ketchup

So it's been a while since I had some good pictures on mine blog. I 'pologize for that! Momma's flashy box had dead batteries in it. For a L-O-N-G time! So now, I get to play "ketchup"! Here I am admiring a lovely string thing that Grammie sended home with Momma for me. Mine Grammie am so thoughtful, she even a'membered me in the get well place! It am her a'loonie from Mother's day. On the end, it has a big jingle bell that likes to bounce around if you play with the string!

I chased the string and a'loonie up into the chair by the door :) I had so much fun trying to catch that a'loonie! Everytime I would get it close, it would fly back up into the air! So I would have to grab the string in mine mouth and pull on it again. It was great fun! Momma laughed so hard at me...well, shmaybe not AT me, but I hopes WITH me!! Now, the a'loonie am up in the bedroom and kinda hopping around on the floor a'cause it's tired. Momma taked off the string and attached it to mine furniture so I can play with the jingle bell!! It's great fun, 'specially at 3 AM!


"Get down here a'loonie!"

Momma's been on a cleaning frenzie the past few days. I dunno why. She's CRAZY! She said that the house looked like a crime scene and all that was missing was the murder! So out camed the scary monster from the closet, the dusty thing that I like to chase around, and the shtinky smells that make the loo shiny. Once she was all done with making the house look all good, she a'cided to clean up some of Grammie's dresser drawers. I knowed she needed me to help her! When she taked out the drawer, I jumped right on in! I swished my tail thing around and dusted it out for her! It was great fun!


This is my "don't even THINK about telling me to come out of here" face.

On Sunday, Momma camed home from church (she wented to the graditation of her 8th grade school beans held at the church) and I showed her mine paw. I picked it up and showed it to her. She thought it was all way cute of me to greet her at the door like that... she even told Grammie who was on the cell phone thing. An hour later, I showed it to her again. That's when she finally got the hint that shmaybe mine paw hurted! (DUH...beans can be so SLOW!) So, she picked me up and a'tended to be Dr. Strazza by poking my tootsies and making me cry so loud and hard that I tried to nibble her fingers off. I didn't bite down, but just let her know that I didn't like what she was doing.

Momma a'cided it would be good to get mine paw wet to see if I had a hurtie. Um...hello? Cat+Water=Major Freakout. I screamed and kicked and spit at her until she let go of me and that's when I a'cided to show her what I thought of her vet skills. I showed her three times on the carpet in the living room. Getting sick wasn't fun though. I knew that Momma didn't mean to hurt and scare me so I wented over and rubbed up against her (while holding mine paw in the air) so after she cleaned up the carpet, she called the ER. They said it would cost lots of green paper and to wait until the morning to see if it got better. It did, but not really a'cause when Momma touched me, I pulled away and started chewing it. So it was off to see Dr. Strazza.

I don't mind going to see Dr. Strazza. It's the idea of being on a cold table while being forced to sit still and let him poke around that I mind. But I did my bestest to be calm. He said mine paw was swollen, but that he couldn't figure out what was the prollem. Momma agreed. She should after the poking she did! I know what caused it but I'm not telling them. So, Dr. Strazza said that I needed a bit of antibiotics and a'fore I knowed what hit me, mine hiney was hurting! He poked me with the sharp thing. It didn't hurt for long though...just enough to make me turn mine head and see if mine hiney was still attached. It was. So it's been a few days now and it doesn't hurt as much as it did so I guess that last poke was worth it. It didn't cost Momma too much either a'cause she had a credit at the vet. That was a nice surprise :)

After Momma brought me home to a'lax from being at Dr. Strazza's, I helped her pack up mine secret paws gift! I can't wait to see what my secret paw thinks! The box am all way BIG and I climbed in it a'fore it was packed up. Who knows, shmaybe YOU'LL be getting mine gift in a few days!