December 11th 2013 10:55 am
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Oh, my goodiness. Gunnie and I are both sicky. We gots somethin called stress cole-itus. Mama noticed Sunday that we were both poopin puddles. UGH! That is just awful. My tummy would start gettin funny, and then I would fly down the hall and leap into the potty. What comed out was embarrasin.
Mama didn't sleep much on Sunday night. She put me and Guns in the bathroom with our kitty beds. Every time she heard sumbuddy in the potty, she got up and comed in to check on us and clean the potty.
Monday mornin mama got up real early and called Dr. Unkl Mike as soon as his offis opened. They said we could be "drop-offs." Mama sed that is not her faverit cuz she likes to be there, but it was the best we could hope for, and mama wanted us to get helps right away.
It was cold and the wind was blowin bout 30 miles per hour. Mama's truck had not been drived for more than a week while it was 30 below zero outside. Mama had to go to the shed and get our carriers. They were real cold, so mama got em warmed up. She took our blankies out of the cold closet and put em in front of a heat vent, so they were nice and warm. Mama finally got us loaded up and drived us to see Dr. Unkl Mike. Auntie Serena told mama not to worry; they would fix us.
The streets were so yucky that mama sed it tooked her a half hour just to drive across town. She got some medsins at the pharmacy and then drived home. When mama got home, she had a message that we were reddy to come home, so mama got back in our truck and drived back to Best Friends.
Gunnie and I were real happy to see mama cuz we had beened x-aminned and got ant-bite shotters, and Dr. Unkl Mike looked at Gunnie's poop under a microscope. He said it had yucky stuff in it.
Everbuddy was real happy to get home and stay here where it is safe and warm. Gunnie and I are takin our medsins like good kitties. Mama thinks we do not know there is medsins in the chickie pill pockets. Really mama. Do ya think we were just borned yesterday?
December 3rd 2013 12:34 pm
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Hey, everkitty. Mama sez I get to tell everbuddy thanks SO MUCH for the pretty Thanksgiving prezunts. I like the way they keep changin one way and then back. Maybee they catnot make up their minds? It was real nice of ya to think bout us for Thanksgivin.
I had a real nice day; Gunnie not so much...
Thanks again for those horn thingies! They make our pajs look real good.
Oh, I almost forgot. Ya know what mama did with my prize munnies? She buyed sizzers and a comber thingie to trim my bloomers. Does that seem fair to ya?
November 18th 2013 1:02 pm
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Oh, boy. I gotta tell ya all the terbl thing that happened to me a coupla days ago. Mama was still in bed, and I was sittin next to her pillow. She rolled over to pet me, and I started to leave. That was when mama sawed there was poo stuck in my bloomers. I get my bloomers trimmed, but somehow the poo still stuck. It was even worse cuz I had sittened down, and it was squished into my furs.
Mama leaped outta bed and catched me and tooked me in the bafroom. She got the poo off and then used three pet wipers tryin to clean my fur and make me smell better. It did not work! Mama sed I still stinked REALLY bad.
Mama let me go for a few minutes, so I did not know she was plottin gainst me. I did not know she was lookin for the speshl kitty shampoo and puttin some warm water in the baftub. Mama came and got me and took me to the bafroom. I figured somethin bad was gonna happen when she shut the door.
Mama was talkin real sweet when she picked me up and put me in the baftub. She knowed I was gonna throw a hissy fit, but she still was not ready. I flipped over on my back and got all of me wet stead of just my booty. I was screamin and fightin, and mama was worried I might bash my head on the side of the tub. I kept screamin "Guns! Mama is tryin to drown me!" Guns was outside the door yellin back "I'm tryin to save you, Peekie, but I catnot get in!" Oh, it was so horbl...
Finally I got kinda tired, so I couldn't fight so much, and mama quick scrubbed my booty and rinsed the kitty shampoo out. By then I was only moanin like I was dyin, and mama was so upset and skared that she had somehow hurtened me.
Once I was rinsed, mama got a towel round me, and we sat on the potty with her holdin me real tight. We were both pretty tired, so we just sat there until we calmed down. That was when mama looked down and sawed the water not drippin but runnin off the end of my tail onto the bafroom floor. Once we were calm, mama got anuther towel and tried to dry me, but I had nuther ideas. I wanted down, and I wanted out of the bafroom NOW!
Mama let me go and opened the door, and I runned up the hall and sat down and started tryin to fluff my drowned furs. I looked real insultered at mama, and she kept pollergizin to me bout the baf. She did say I smelled divine. What's divine?
When the baf was all over, mama went into the beddyroom and smelled the sheets. She made a face and took all the sheets off Mr. Big Bed and washered em. I wonder why?
Now whenever I go in the bafroom to use our potty, I am real spishus, and I try not to stay very long.
November 6th 2013 9:00 pm
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Yum! Every mornin and every evenin I get a chickie treet. This mornin Gunnie was laffin behind his paw. When I asked him what was so funny, he said mama was hiderin medsins inside the treet and I was clueless. Well, OK, I did not know there was medsin in the treet, but it was yummy, so why would I care? If I get two treets every day, and my tummy feels better, I am not gonna complain. The onliest thing is Gunnie gets some chickie treet too even though he does not need medsins.
November 4th 2013 2:40 pm
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Jeepers, Guns and I are BOTH daily diary picks today. Does anykitty know if that has ever happened before? Maybee, just maybee Guns and I made Catster history today. Wouldn't that be kool?
Thanks for all the prezunts and good wishies that have been comin my way.
Ummmmm, I wish I had somethin more eksiterin to say along with my thanks, but today has been quiet cept for mama plottin gainst me with auntie Dawn bout my famotidine medsins. They both think I could not hear, but I was hiderin and listenin to mama talk on the telfone.
Oh, and Guns and I got some really kool treets last night. They were chickie pill pockets for kitties and some smoked beef dawg pill pockets. The beef ones were black, and mama thought they looked gross, but Guns would do ANYTHING for one, and after Guns liked em, I decidered I did too. YUM!!
November 2nd 2013 12:21 pm
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Gunnie and I got new toys yesterday. That is the good news. The bad news is that mama tooked em out to the shed today.
Mama was goned almost all day in town doin somethin she called "errands." She stopped at the newsypaper and picked up my sertificat so we can get our prize for the Pet Idol contest.
When mama comed home, there were two boxers on the back step. Mama got real eksitered cuz inside the boxers was stuff for craftin. Mama is gonna start makin some embossed metal jewelries, and she already does papercraftin, mostly makin paper greetin cards. Anywhoo, mama opened the packages, and one of the boxers had crinkly paper inside. The box was not really big enough, but Guns and I each managed to get inside the box but not at the same time. When ya settled down into the box, it was all snuggly, and the paper made a cool crinkly noise. The nuther box had packin peanuts inside, and Guns tried to steal one, so mama put that box away.
Mama picked up her beautiful cross stitch kitties from the frame shop yesterday. It is a special present from an extra special friend who sended the cowboy kitties from across the United States far away. Anyway, the kitties were wrapped in lotsa brown paper. Mama left the paper in the middler of the livin room floor, and Guns and I pawed at it and jumped on it and crawled underneath. It was real fun, and we could make noise playin in the paper.
Last night when we went to bed, mama put the paper away cuz she was afraid we might make skary noises while she was sleepin. This mornin mama let us play with the paper and the box for awhile, but then she tooked it all away. Boo, hiss!
October 30th 2013 3:14 pm
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It was not zactly what mama was hopesterin for, but we got a call from the Pet Idol peeplz this afternoon. I winned a $50 gift certificate to Big R. It is like a farmer store place, and they sell kitty and dawg food. Mama left a messag for auntie Leslie from the Pet Paw-See wonderin how to get the prize thingie so they can use it to buy kitty food for all the foster kitties.
Neener, neener, Guns. I winned, and you did not! I will scamper round all evenin reminderin Gunnie that I am a winner. Yay, ME!!
October 30th 2013 12:25 pm
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Guns and I are still waitin to see if we won anything in the Pet Idol contest. Mama wasn't sure at first if we should enter cuz the winners will be picked by "random draw," whatever that meens. Anywho, mama sez it is like a lottery; you pay and then hope they pull your name out of a hat. Silly peeplz. We did get our pictures in the newsypaper yesterday, but we really wanna win a year's worth of kitty food to donate to the Pet Paw-See.
It makes mama cry when she looks at me and Gunnie and thinks bout how if the Pet Paw-See had not reskued our mamas, Guns and I probly would not be alive now.
We just wanna help the peeplz who took cares of us when we were babies until we dopted mama; that's all. So many sweet kitties who deserve furever homes never get em; even two of my bruther cats still live as fosters, and they are almost 4 years old. Guns and I feel real lucky to have our home and our mama and daddy. We are super spoiled, and we think that's how it should be for everykitty.
October 26th 2013 4:33 pm
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Hey, everbuddy. I got new medsins, and they are booberry. Oh, mama sez it is "blueberry." Anyway, I am not sure I like it. It is kinda purple and sticky if I get it on my bib, but mama is makin me take it anyway. She is hopin I will get used ta takin the blueberry medsins and quit makin a fuss.
Last weekend Gunnie and I got to go for a stroller ride. Daddy was pushin, so we went fast with mama kinda trottin along behinder tryin to keep up. It was a real nice day, but somethin skared me, and I climbed underneath the mattress. Guns does not like it when I do that cuz then he catnot sit up front cuz it is all kinda bulgey from me makin a lump, so he has ta sit in the back. Mama kept sayin to Guns, "Just sit on her Gunnie." I do not think that was very nice.
Winter is comin to Big Sky Country. We will be gettin our first snow, maybee 6 inchers. That is not much in the wintertime, but it is kinda much for the very first snow. Mama sez the weather always goes to heck just before Howlween so it is too cold to trick-or-treat without no coat. I could go out in costoom as a long-haired kitty and stay nice and warm. I am not sure what Guns would do cuz he has real wimpy furs. Anywhoo, mama does not let us go out ever except in a carrier or our stroller, so we probly will not get no candy or even kitty treats. Maybee we can watch somethin skary on the telbishun. Ya think?
I am poutin that Guns keeps gettin DDP's. What's wrong, diary girl, are ya stucked on my bruther cat?
October 10th 2013 3:54 pm
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Not me, that's for sure. Mama gived me the replacermunt medsins this morning. I did not like em. I gagged and drooled a little on my bib. Then I runned off. This is the second medsins I have had for my tummy. I am real good bout takin medsins from a syringe unless it tastes nasty. This meens that mama has ta figger out anuther plan. She is hopin she can take the nasty stuff back to Unkl, and he can take out teensy drops and try some diffrunt flavors until they find one that hides the nasty medsins and tastes good to me. I might have a favrit flavor, but I will never tell mama and unkl. They have to guess.
Guess what? I got a Cleocatra costoom for Howlween. It has a collar with jewels on it and a head thingie with a snake head on it. Mama sez it is a cobra. The head thingie is kinda wrinklered, and mama needs to steam it or somethin. I am gonna pertend that it is OK UNTIL mama akshly tries to take my picture. Then I am gonna jump down and run away REAL fast. If I am lucky, nobuddy will be able to catch me before I run under the bed. Uh-oh; what if mama and daddy remember to close the door to the beddyroom and I catnot get in? Then I will just have ta dodge and bunnyhop around the house until they get too tired. Then maybee they will give up.
Ummmmm...did I tell ya what Guns did while we were at Virgelle? Mama was real sick, and she had ta go outside in the nighttime. When she comed back and opened the door, Guns strolled out onto the porch. It is a good thing that cabin gots lights cuz it gets real dark out there. There are coyotes and bad kitties who run in gangs there. I am glad mama scooped Guns right up and comed inside with him or I might of lost my bruther cat. Then who would give me a bath or ressel with me in the mornins?
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