December 23rd 2013 11:24 am
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Hey, everbuddy. It is almost Kissmouse. Peekie and I both got new medsins, and they seem to be workin. I have not barfed since Unkl Dr. Mike gived me the "no barfin anymore" medsins. Peekie and I get our medsins inside pill pockets. We got chickie and some smoked black-colored dawg treats. Ooh, those dawg treats are yummy, but they are wayyyy too big. Mama pulls off little piecers just big enough to put the medsins inside.
Today my baby sister is 4 years old. She thinks she is a big girl, but mama thinks she will always be a baby. She still acts like a kitten, and that is fun for me cuz she is always up for a game of chaserin or resslin. Peekie started her birfday celebrashun by yakkin up a huge hairyball, and she stepped in some nasty poo this mornin too. Things have been better since then. She got speshl loves and skritchies from mama and daddy, and we had our medsins and some lishus breakerfust.
We are sendin good wishies to all our friends for a joyous Kissmouse. Our Kissmouse wish for all kitties everywhere would be that they would have furever homes with lots of yummy kitty food and a ton of love from their peeples.
MERRY KISSMOUSE AND HAPPY MEW YEAR to everbuddy who celebrate those hollerdays, and our best wishes to all who celebrate nuther hollerdays too.
December 19th 2013 4:31 pm
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I got to come home last night from the hospital. I had to stay there all day, and I did not like it much. Dr. Unkl was nooterin some pets, and he had to finish that first before he could fix me. Mama remindered everbuddy that I get kinda gressive when I get skared. Ooh, mama; I do not get skared. I am Gunnarr the Warrior. I get MAD! OK, maybee just a teensy bit skared.
Anyway, they tooked my bloods and did a buncha tests. Unkl sed I came out "squeaky clean" cept for my blood sugar bein high, and Unkl sed that was from stress. I got X-rays too, and they did not show nuthin bad cept for what the nasty tummy bugs do inside ya. They make lotsa gas that irritates your insides and makes your tummy hurt and takes up all the room inside ya so there is no room for foodies. Unkl thinks that is why I kept throwin up.
Unkl sed the medsins he gived me and Peekie did not work on me, so he gived me diffrunt antbites and some stuff so I won't barf all the time. So far, it is workin.
I did do one bad thing while I was there. Unkl said I scratched "the (bad word deleted) out of a vet tech's arm. See, I did not mean to do it, but I was wakin up from the sleepy stuff they gived me, and I did not know what was happenin. It was a accerdent.
I was kinda restless when I comed home. Akshly, I was lucky mama even bringed me home. When she first looked in the carrier when they brought me out, I hissed at her. Mama sed "that may not be the best attitude if you want to come home, GT." Then I realized it was mama. When she put her fingers inside the carrier, I gave her kissies to make up for the hiss.
I am sure happy to be back home with mama and Peekie. I wanna speshly thank all the kitties who gived me POP's and everbuddy who purred for me. You are all just the very best friends in the whole wide world.
December 18th 2013 11:25 am
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Hey, everbuddy. I am spendin some time with Dr. Unkl Mike today. I have been throwin up off and on for awhile now. Peekie and I finally finished our medsins for the colitis, so mama started givin us our Fortiflora. I was doin real good for the past coupla days, eatin good and lovin my Fortiflora.
This mornin mama gived Peekie and me our breakerfust. We slicked out our bowls, and I looked real happy. Mama did some stuff and comed back out into the livin room, and there was barf all over. Lots and lotsa barf...
Mama got kinda skared and called Best Friends. They sed I could come right away, and Dr. Unkl Mike would look at me and try ta fix me up.
If you could spare some purrs for me to feel better, I would sure preshiate it. If you could send some good thoughts mama's way too, that would be even better. I know she loves me lots, and she is pretty worried right now.
December 11th 2013 11:07 am
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Hey, it is no fun bein sick right before Kissmouse. Sunday mama noticed Peekie and I were both havin die-rea. Mama still catnot figure out why we got sick. Our house, food, water, kitty litter, and peoples are all just the same.
Mama did not sleep much Sunday cuz she put me and the Peekster in the bafroom with our snuggly kitty beds, but she got up every time she heard sumbuddy scratchin in the potty so she could clean up the die-rea.
First thing Monday mornin mama called Dr. Unkl Mike. It is cold and snowy here, and mama had not drived her truck for more than a week. She was worried bout poor Sapphire even startin after sittin in the garage when it was 35 degrees below zero. Our carriers were out in the storaj shed, so mama got em and warmed em up. Then she got our blankies and stuff outta the cold closet and put em in front of a heat vent. Both Peekie and I got packed up, and mama droved us to see Dr. Unkl Mike.
We got x-aminned, got antbite shotters, and Dr. Unkl Mike looked at my poop under a microscope. He said there was lotsa nasty bugs in there, so we have medsins to take for awhile. It will kill all the tummy bugs, and then when they are all goned, we will get Fortiflora to make good new tummy bugs. That is fine with me; I LOVE Fortiflora. It is like dust that mama sprinkles on our foodies, and it is lishus! For now, we are takin medsins. Mama thinks we do not know there is medsins in the chickie pill pockets she is treetin us with. Really mama? We did not just fall off a turnip truck. Honest, I don't care as long as the treet tastes good. I did notis mama kinda pushes the treet far back so I don't chomp into it.
The good news is mama finally gived in and called healthcare.gov customer servis one more time. The nice man she talked to helped her by removin the old applicashun that would not work and startin over. Now mama has new insurance; she just hopes the insurance company knows it. She will probly spend more time on the phone tomorrow checkin up on it. Hmmmmm...I wonder what mischief Peekie and I can get into while mama is not payin attenshun.
December 3rd 2013 12:44 pm
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Well, I hope Peekie sed thanks to everkitty for sendin us those cool horn thingies for Thanksgivin.
Daddy finally came back to spend time with us, but he had a big hollerday show, and he and mama were shopsterin and runnin round and gettin reddy for Thanksgivin, so we did not get any Catster time and not much tenshuns at all. I am posertiv we did not get as much as we deserved anywhoo.
Thanksgivin morning mama heard that awesome sound. Yeppers, I was barfin in the hall. I do it sumtimes when I got a hairyball from helpin Peekie keep her furs so purrfect. Mama put me in the bafroom to rest for awhile, but then she founded lots more barf in the hall. She even founded where I barfed in the beddyroom with her hand. See, she could not see, so she was runnin her hand over the carpet. Peekie told me mama made a face when her hand comed up all slimey. I am sorry mama, but I could not help it.
Later mama let me out, and I seemed fine, but I would not eat. Mama did not want me to get dehydratered, so she gived me just a teensy syringe of water. That was not a good idea cuz it made my tummy mad, and I barfed again all over the bafroom floor. I rested there for awhile more after mama cleaned all the bad stuff up. Then I seemed OK again, so mama decidered to give me my punkin cuz she thought it would be nicer to my tummy than kibble. Mama was so wronged... Mama sed the punkin got even more oranj when it comed back up on the livin room carpet. I barfed at least four times in a buncha different places.
Finally later I started actin more like myself, and mama breathed a sign of relief cuz she was worried we might hafta take a trip to see Dr. Unkl Mike. By evenin I was rollin around all cute like and wantin my tummy tickled and rubbed, and by Black Friday I was all cured. That was good cuz I would not wanna keep mama and daddy from goin out shopsterin just in case they were buyin Kissmouse prezunts for me and the Peekster.
I hope everbuddy else had a better Thanksgivin than mine. I did get a coupla teensy bites of turkey before it was all goned.
November 18th 2013 1:26 pm
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The nuther day mama tried to drown the Peekster. Mama took Peekie into the bafroom and shut the door. I could hear Peekie screamin somethin bout mama drownin her, so I tried to rescue my baby sister. I kept yellin "Peekie, I am tryin to save you, but I catnot get in!" Peekie just kept screamin, and I could hear thumpin sounds in my baftub. Later Peekie was only moanin, and I thought I might be too late. Then the door opened, and Peekie streaked up the hall with her furs all wet and stickin out. I tried to help with Peekie's furs, but she seemed pretty grumpy, so I gave up.
Later when I asked the Peekster what happened, she said she had poo stuck on her booty, and mama tried to clean it off, but after three pet wipers, Peekie still stinked. That was when mama tried to drown her. Course, mama sed she was just givin the Peekster a baf, but I am not so sure. I wish I could learn to turn the doorknob with my paws.
November 13th 2013 4:19 pm
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Mama decidered to return a packaj to Amazon. She puttened the packaj on the washer. There were those little plastik pillow thingies inside, and I love to eat plastik, so mama foldened the flaps on the box down. She told me this mornin she thought bout putting the packaj in the offis, but she thought she had outsmartered me. Mama, I do not think so.
This mornin mama heard that awesome (or is it awful) noise of a kitty tryin to upchuck. She got outta bed real fast and runned down the hall. I tried to upchuck, but not much would come up. Mama put me in the bathroom just in case it happened again. She stopped when she sawed the packaj was askew. That darned askew; he is always tattlerin on me. When mama looked closer at the packaj, all the little plastik pillow thingies were flat, and there were toof marks in em. When mama touched the plastik, it was all slimy with kitty spit. There was a really cool line of holes in one of the box flap thingies too. I mean, who needs those die cutter thingies or craft punchers thingies when I can punch holes all along the edge for ya?
After mama inspectered the plastik stuff, she does not think I akshly ate any, and she is more disgustered with herself than she is with me. After all, she knows how much I love eatin plastik, and she knows that I love to chew on stuff.
Since mama admitted it was all her fault, I think I outsmartered her. Unfortunately, the packaj is gettin locked up tonight. I guess I will have ta look for somethin else to gnaw.
November 6th 2013 8:56 pm
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My baby sister is clueless. Mama buyed a buncha teensy tummy pills, cut each one in four piecers, and hidened em in some chickie pill pockets, and Peekie does not even know! I tried not to tattle on mama, but the Peekster saw me laffin behind my paw while she was gettin her treet. When she asked what was so funny, I could not lie. I had to tell her mama was hidin medsins inside her chickie treet. I was sprised that Peekie did not seem to care. I guess that's good cuz when Peekie gets a chickie pill pocket, so do I. Mama sez it is not fair to onliest give Peekie the chickie treets.
Sooooo, all is good here. :)
November 4th 2013 2:46 pm
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Hey, everbuddy. Peekie and I are both daily diary picks today. How kool is that? Unlike my sister, who has been givin me a hard time cuz she winned a prize in the Pet Idol contest, I am happy to share my DDP with my baby sister. Unkl Buddie sez I should be nice and pertect my baby sister, and I decidered he is right. After all, she does let me win at resslin, and she lets me give her a bath, and sumtimes she even gives me a bath. I like that lots cuz she cleans all the dirt outta my ears.
Thanks for all the prezzies and good wishies you are sendin me. I really preshiate all my friends and how sportive you are.
Hey, mama gived us some really good treets last night. There were chickie pill pockets, but auntie Dawn also gived mama some smoked beef dawg pill pockets. See mama and auntie Dawn are plottin gainst Peekie. They are gonna hide her tummy medsins in the pill pockets cuz the blueberry likwid was too much and made Peekie gag and spit up nasty stuff. I am not gonna tattle on mama and auntie Dawn cuz I want my baby sister to feel better so she can run even faster when I chaser her. I am gonna trust mama and keep my little kitty kat lips sealed. Besides, I know mama will give me some treets too cuz she will feel gilty. ;)
November 2nd 2013 12:14 pm
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Hey, everkitty. Thanks a bunch for all those dancin skeletons. Peekie and Missy and I have beened chaserin em around our pages just for fun. Sometimes we catch one, but then they start wigglerin and get away again.
Mama is still fightin with the govnermunt webbysite and waitin for help. She has been waitin four days for the "team" who was sposed ta help her "within two days." Doncha just love the govnermunt?
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