May 25th 2010 11:50 am
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Mom said Mango and I were going to the vet with her today. Ol' scaredly cat Mango hid under the bed as soon as he heard that, but why should I bother when I can suck up extra love, petting and sympathies by climbing up on Mom's lap and wearing my oh so worried look. Besides, they love me at the vet and tell me what a handsome boy I am. They think we are brave that we come in on leashes just like those dogs do. Really I am more afraid of being taken away in a box and not being able to see where I am going and would rather face down a dog than hide where he could sneak up on me!.... It's my opinion that the dogs are the ones who should have to come in boxes 'cos they are the ones that slobber and pee and poop and bark all about.
So,Mom pulled Mango out from under the bed and put us into our harnessess and it was time to go. When Mom got out of the van carrying the two of us, she must have bumped something with her busy arms, for the van began to beep loudly and wouldn't stop. Mango was scared cos he never heard that sound before . Mom had to get back inside angry van with us and it took her soooo long to make the van stop yelling that I went and hid behind a seat with Mango. Well, somecat needs to make sure Mango will be fine and I was there to do the job.
Everyone knows Mango is about as useful as a chocolate teapot in an emergency so it's up to me to keep things chillin'.
We waited our turn inside to see the vet and Mango and Mom and I sat in people chairs. I knew that at any moment the humans would see how cute and charming I am and come rushing over to pet me. Well, I think the people were busy probably cleaning up some bad doggie's poo because I wasn't admired instantly. Well, there's always the vet for that. Mango and I were put into a little room with Mom and I was about to take a nap when Vet did come in to see us. I went first.
Oh my stars and catnip ! The vet told mom I am too heavy at 16 pounds and I have to lose some weight !!! onoooooo!! Is he kidding me ? I am the youngest and busiest cat in the house and I play lots of fetch so how could I be FAT ? That's not possible is it ... ? Is it ? Vet wants mom to give me less food, now how can that be. I'm not fat, I'm just plush. At least my ears were cleaner than Mang's, but Mang is the right weight and I am not. Well, I know that Mango cheats and throws up some of his food and that's not what I'm about to do. Tonight, I am going to sit right next to where my food shows up and not move until I get all the food I want, that's what I'm gonna do. I need all my strength for puppy tipping and birdie -no-stick chasing. I'm sure mom will forgive my robustness when I jump in her lap for cookies so dieting b gone ! Right ?
April 24th 2010 4:04 am
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Ok, forget the stick. It's a new day and I need to play and there was mom in the kitchen this morning making coffee. Perfect time to show her all is forgiven for inflicting that Beast on us. With Beast gone, I get my game on. So I fetched 'ol puppified Birdie no Stick three times for Mom. Then when Mom sat down and Mango jumped in her lap, I was sure to get up there too. Wouldn't want mom to forget that I AM ONE GREAT LAP CAT TOO. Then, a couple quick tumbles with my play brother JuJu and a few reminders to Old Akira, he who was-the-leader-but-now-I-am, that I am still Boss. Aahh , life is good.
April 23rd 2010 1:02 pm
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Sure, I can be a P.O.P. (pal of pup), but I don't have to like it. I don't like it because last week that pup chewed up the toy I loves best, my dear Birdie on a Stick. Pup chewed and chewed and when she was done, so was Birdie. Birdie was a wet soggy mess and wouldn't you know, half the stick was gone and Birdie was no longer Birdie on a stick, just very still Birdie, no stick. Sad Birdie, sad Zigman. I wanted to tell pup that I think Birdie is dead and its her fault, so I decided to jump up on Mom's lap while pup was there. I knew pup would be mighty scared to see me becasue I made sure my fur was looking fierce. But pup ignored me and went back to sleep, probably dreaming of eating Really New Mousie next. Didn't want pup to think me scared so I sat there on mom's lap next to sleeping pup and left when I felt like it.
And when pup left with her Dad that night, I felt like I never needed to see pup again, but pup came back the next day. Too bad Birdie didn't. Stick came back but stick was half the stick she used to be and not looking well enough for play.
Mom called for me to bring ol dead Birdie minus Stick for our next game of fetch, but she can just keep on waiting as I am very finiky about what I like to fetch. And I want to fetch the stick as well as the Birdie, can't she see that I want to fetch them together ?
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