April 12th 2011 1:13 pm
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Holy Bastet! I had no idea THAT could happen! I was outside with my brothers and humans, helping to clean up the garden. My self-assigned job was to trim the dead stickie things. So I was out there gnawing on the roughage, when something felt funny. I started gagging and pawing at my mouth, but the weirdness persisted. Mom tried to grab me and I assume kiss me, so I growled at her. Then she kept following me around with that whimpery voice and trying to grab my face. I was all "NOOOOoooo, Maw! Hiss!"
I seemed to calm down after we went inside. So Mom and Dad went off to do errands. That weirdness persisted. I kept drooling, gagging and pawing at my mouth the whole 10 million minutes they were gone. But I was also rolling around on the floor purring, so it must have looked really weird to Sparkman and Moose. When the humans came back I walked up to Moose and Mom pawing at each other through the mail slot, and did my pawing/gagging/spitting thing again.
That's it! Mom said something about calling the vet and Dad said "I'll take a look at him." Dad pick me up and look in my mouth? Okay! I just LOVE Dad! But just then I saw a chipmunk out the window so Mom and Dad were cradling me like a doll and trying to pry open my mouth while not disrupting my purr-drooling over the chipmunk.
After quite the struggle, I finally let Mom peak in my mouth. She gasped and gestured to Dad that there was something wedged up in the roof of my mouth. It was a sticky thing that was broken off and fitted in my mouth like something Mom called a dentist's bridge device or retainer (Huh?). I didn't quite understand what the humans were up to, it mostly seemed like Dad was sticking his fingers in the sides of my mouth to chew on. So I just purred and gnawed as that weirdness finally stopped!
They let me close my mouth, and there were Mom and Dad examining a wet slimey stickie thing from the garden that they claimed had been in my mouth... Nooooo! I'm not THAT weird! Oh, wait... Where'd that chipmunk go?! Ooooo! Greenies for me? Thanks Mom!
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That sounds like a very scary ordeal! I'm glad you're OK!
Oh my goodness pal! That was not good. I'm so glad your pawrents were watching things and got that old stick thingie out of your mouth!
OMC! That sounds just awful. Leave those sticks for the dogs after this, okay? I'm glad you're all right now, Purrseus.
Oh deers, dat be fwightnin'. So heppy dat it tern owt fines!
Oh my catness Purrseus, that sounds furry scary! We are so happy you are okay now!
Thank you, buddie o pals! I don't think I'll do that one again.