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Da Charlie Chronicles

The Not So Good Gotcha Day

So I has been with my momma for a year which are sposed to be a thing to celebrate right? Well, someone needs to teach my momma how to have a pawty because taking me to da vet to get a rabies shot are not celebratin.

Anyways, I went to da vet this afternoon. I are getting real tired of vets, I just went to one last week! But that was a different one, for my eye. This were for a shot. And da vampire woman stole my bloods! What do she want with it? She said I might be older than about 5, which was what they guessed from my teeths and what momma knows about my life. I'm not telling anybody how old I am! It are a secret! Da vet were concerned about dat one of my kidneys feels bigger dan da other one and dat I had actually lost over a pound since she saw me last summer. I only weigh 6.8 pounds.

Momma were so confused, she feeds me a lot and I eat good. Da vet said da bloodwork might tell them something. Since they is putting MY blood to work, I think I should get paid for it, maybe in cat treats? Anyways, I was one unhappy dude, and I pooped in da carrier on da way home. When we got home, my momma and her momma started cleaning up da mess and her momma noticed - well ok, here are where it gets gross, you've been warned - something moving around in da poop. So she said "I think I figured out why Charlie's so skinny - he's got worms."

So we called da vet and back my momma and her momma went, with da poop in a bag. Den dey came back saying something bouts a tapeworm and my momma made me take a pill. A pill? On my Gotcha Day?? It are sposed to make me feel better, but I is just hiding out in da cat tree now. Momma says she don't know how long I has had this and since tapeworms do not always show up in da poop, it probably was from before she gotted me since I were livin da hard life outside. Da vet said not to worry about da other cats and dogs since it are from eating a flea.

I think I deserve a lotta fishie foods to make up for all this!!

Happy birthday Finley!

Well, today it are Finley's birthday. Purrsonally, I'm more excited about my Gotcha Day tomorrow, but today is her special day, so I hope she has a good one.

She isn't too bad for a dog, but we are not best friends like her and Jezebel are. Can you believe Jezebel voluntarily cuddles with dogs???? OMC!!!

The good thing about it being Finley's birthday was that the humans made bacon and gave the dogs a little and I got a tiny piece too. I love bacon, yum yum!

In other news, I went back to da eye vet for a checkup and he said I am still doing good. I don't have to go back for three months and all my momma has to do is one steroid drop everyday. So no more yucky pills or medicine, yea!!!!

I think the diary gal has a crush on me . . .

Because I'm a DDP again! Thanks to all my pals for da comments, rosettes, and badges!

In other news, I is getting more and more comfortable explorin' da whole house. I are still not real sure about da livin' room, but I do come out there for short periods. I really like da Grandma and Grandpa's bedroom - especially da fleecy blanket in there. Last night I was sleeping dere and da Finley dog hopped right up there next to me - like she wanted to snuggle or something!

So she got some smacky paw right to da nose. I don't think she liked dat cause she growled a little, but hey, I don't want dog cooties!