November 18th 2010 6:00 pm
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Now that I am old, I can't groom my furs that much. My furs got very, very matted. Mommy and Daddy tried to help me, but it hurt too much and I would not let them help.
So today I got packed up and taken to the vet. Butters went too. They gave me something to make me sleepy, and when I woke up, the back of my body was almost bald. I went to get groomed before like this, and they only left one little bald spot and combed out the rest. But this time they cut my fur off. They said they had to because they could not comb it out.
Oh, and I also got something called a bath!
I was very, very irate, to say the least. I am not talking to Mommy or Daddy or any cats right now except for my Catster pals.
I guess I do feel more comfy. I got two pieces of great news today too. I gained one pound, and hurricane Pee-Wee (the dog) is not coming to visit for Thanksgiving after all. His folks decided to leave him home rather than take him flying on the plane.
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Oh Mouse I am sorry you lost your furs. I bet you feel a lot better though. Now you have even more reason to cuddle with your humans.
So glad to hear you wont be getting a visit from the pup.
Hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Sometimes it's good when you go to sleep and wake up all clean and shineycoated. You're not old - you're wonderful.
Guess you'll be needing to do some snuggling to stay warm.
I am sorry you went through this my friend, but on the other paw, it is over and you can now plan your revenge, MOL..
Good mews about the dog too.
I have the same problem, buddy. Mom really groomed me this weekend and got out most of the tangles. She is hoping my skin will now breath and my coat will feel nicer.
I'll just bet that you are feeling lots better after that haircut! I know I did after mine. Did you know, I heard that as we get older the barbs on our tongues start to wear down to where they can't do such a good job of combing and separating our hair no matter how much we lick and lick? I hadn't heard that until here recently. *sigh* As they say, getting old is not fur the faint of heart!