November 30th 2009 1:08 pm
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We haven't written for a while because our life lately has been uneventful, it's just been full of eating.. sleeping.. fighting.. then eating, sleeping & playing, then repeat, but today.. alas, I go back to see Dr Frankenvet. Last time I went to see her, my humans told her I was throwing up after I ate. The vet nicely said, then I think we should keep her on wet food. But now I'm doing it on wet food. I think it's because I eat too quickly... I don't take the time to savour my food like Jazz does, because if I eat mine fast enough, I can push her out of the way and eat hers too... Now though I have to pay tie piper... all for the sake of keeping this girlish model-like figure.. eat.. purge.. eat purge.. They don't call Abysinnians the runway models of the cat world for nothing :)
November 9th 2009 10:25 am
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I have written before about the planning and execution of the perfect escape, but there are times, when there is no planning needed what so ever..
This happened yesterday. We were yet again at Birch Bay, like most weekends, and mom had to go out to the shed for something. When she went out the door, she didn't latch it closed tight. Jazz, like usual, wondered where she went and started crying and leaned against the door. It opened wide. Now I was having a snack when I saw the striped tail head down the steps and was off. Now me, being the good big sister, headed out after her (only to protect her of course) and as we ran out of the yard, we could hear dad saying, 'get back here' Yeah right... In his dreams!
We headed right away over to 'Grandma Bunny's' house. Grandma Bunny is new in the neighbourhood. She wants a pet, but her new husband says they are too old. I don't know what age has to do with it, they got married so why not start a family. She is 87 and he is a grumpy 93. She loves us. Him.. not so much... She gives us treats, invites us in. She calls mom, "Honey" and dad, "Dear". We are so lucky to have her!
At this time of year though Grandma Bunny doesn't like to stay at the beach. It's too windy, wet and cold. When we went over yesterday to visit, she wasn't home and it looks like she is gone for the winter, but she still had us in her thoughts. We could tell!
She had moved the patio table in the corner against the house & shed. Like steps! So up we went.. onto the table, the roof of the shed and finally the roof of the house! It was so much fun up there, we were close to birds, we could see the world of water, and the evil beach! We ran back and forth, we played tag, we chattered at birds... we laughed at mom and dad on the ground looking up at us because they couldn't catch us. Not even ham could make us come down. We were free! Nothing could make us come home. We were going to spend the rest of our lives on Grandma Bunny's roof.
Then.... BANG!!! CRACKLE!!! FIZZ!!! .... it was a race to get home...
The moral of the story is... Never tease your parents with not coming home... because if you do.. Mother Nature is on their side, and shows her displeasure with Thunder and Lightning!
November 6th 2009 8:46 pm
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Last night dad went out to curl. Some silly human sport, where they throw big pucks on frozen water, and try to get a bulls eye. That is ok though, because it gives us girls night in with mom! We kept her company while she had a bath, Jazz sitting on the edge of the tub, playing with the bubbles and me watching the two of them act silly.
After the bath and a relaxing night in front of the fire, Mom and I went to bed, leaving Jazz downstairs to wait for dad. She's such a suck up. When he got home, it was late but he sat up to watch the news on tv, and that is when the intruder came into the yard. Jazz saw him!! He wasn't sneaky enough to hide from Jazz and she ran to the window! Darn, she wasn't close enough, so into the kitchen and to the french door.. Nope can't see him... back to the livingroom window! Back and forth! back and forth! She knew she had to protect the family! It was her duty!
Dad got concerned as to what was in the yard. What could have Jazz so upset? So he turned around, nose to the window in the dark, and there it was! Nose to nose with dad! Bandit eyes looking back at him! He was a really big raccoon too, his was standing about 3 feet high for his nose to be that close to dads! Jazz ran back to the kitchen... She gave dad a look that said 'if you let me out, I will scare him! I can take him! He's not so tough' But dad reminded her... A: you are not allowed outside without your leash & harness and B: he was very mean and very strong.. and C: last time he was here, when I escaped.. I ended up at Dr Frankenvets, with a cone on my head...
It's sure a good thing that glass window kept them apart. Just because the raccoon has the same tail as Jazz doesn't mean he's our friend.
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