Saturday, February 14, 2015

Oh humans, will you ever learn

Well, they did it. They washed me in the tub. Now I'm forced to bathe myself, AGAIN, to get all this water and stench of soap off of me. You guys better be prepared for the epic hardball that I'm gonna yak up. Until, them I will lay on them while I'm wet, unfortunately mum is prepared for this and put a towel on her lap. I was able to get the WB unexpectedly.

Self cleaning, not washable

There have been rumors floating around the house that Mum and WB are plotting to put me in the bath tub today.  It's not necessary really, see I can clean myself just fine.  Granted I can't reach the middle of my back where the danders all sit, but so what...

Wednesday, February 11, 2015

One less tooth

If you follow my Facebook, you have sort of heard about my unpleasant day yesterday. Let me explain in more detail, with my Mum's help, since I don't remember much of it.  The day began with no breakfast, that there is bad enough to cause a horrible day, but it progressed.  She put me in the P-T-Uand loaded me into her work van, I've never got to ride in that before, but it was just as bad as every other vehicle I've been in. She took me to Dr. Hudson's office, my most dreaded place on earth, and left me there.  Yes Left.Me.There!!. What happened next is speculation since I was sedated and mum wasn't around, but I was sleeping for awhile, and during that time my teeth were cleaned and Dr. Hudson found out that I had a broken tooth.  (Mum and WB feel really bad for not knowing about it before)             
Yeah I'm tough and didn't tell anyone about it, but it's been like that for awhile, hard to say how it happened, but Doc had to do some stuff and yank it out.  Apparently he had to break it all the way, it was cracked half way, then extract it then stitch up my gum.    Sounds like he had a time of it, I'm glad I slept through that. 
Also, sometime during the process I had areas of my fur shaved off and I was stuck with needles, overall I guess that was the least of the drama.  
We heard that there was a goat at the clinic who walked by me as I was waking up in a bad mood and I growled at him, which caused him to panic and jump, I wish mum could have seen that, she likes goats. 
At the end of the day mum finally came back to get me.  As we were getting ready to go it started crazy down pouring rain.  She ran me in the P-T-U to the van, I got a little wet, but she got drenched, driving in the van, in the rain was the loudest thing I've ever heard, if I had been feeling normal it would have been sorta scary, but I was still pretty groggy from the sleepy medication, so I just wanted to get home.  We got home, I was back in my safe place and I got to eat, it was an end to the awful day.   Now I've mostly recovered, mum is giving me lots of wet meow mix, even tho it tastes different than usual, and feels like there is a gritty weirdness in it, I'm happy about it.  I have some little pains in the spots where I was poked with needles, those spots that were shaved are a bit cold, and my mouth doesn't feel quite right now that I'm missing a tooth, I think I'll be just fine. I'm glad to have that tooth fixed.  

Sunday, February 8, 2015

Window woes

I guess it was nice outside today.  They say it was close to 70 degrees, my condolences to the folks who are buried in snow, but I didn't get to enjoy it, if that is any consolation.  I was only allowed to look and smell out the open window.

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Easy like Sunday

Just lappin and nappin on a Sunday morning.