June 21st 2013 7:21 pm
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I'll give you three hints:
1. He's stupid.
2. He's orange.
3. He's been licking his belly raw and now has a bacteria infection and yeast. GROSS!
Cone of Shame
May 13th 2013 7:21 pm
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Last week, Momma dragged me to the vet. They took my blood pressure and, surprise, surprise, it was high. Well, duh!
Even Momma said to the vet, "Um, you know it's going to be high, don't you?" MOL. But the vet said it will at least give us a baseline to see if it goes even higher.
September 19th 2012 10:22 am
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Today be meow like a purrate day. My family usually loves dressing up as pirates, but we're not really celebrating this year. I'm still stuck at Not-the-Momma's house and it looks like I'll be here for another week! Those little ITs came for a couple of days last week and were locked in the living room. They were really unhappy but I got to taunt them through the French door, so I had some fun at least. Momma's bathroom is finished finally, but the condo association has to replace some pipes in the living room ceiling. So I'm banished until that's finished so Momma can lock the ITs in MY bedroom. Not fair!
So our internet access is limited since Momma has to use her laptop on her lap in bed with no mouse. She talks about getting wireless internet but she hasn't yet. I'll send my thank yous out when I can, but it probably won't be before next week.
September 12th 2012 8:19 pm
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I meant to fall, I mean jump, while I was walking across the staircase banister in Not-the-Momma's house. I did not slip on the pair of shorts he left hanging on the newel. He certainly did not need to call Momma in a panic, although I'm kind of glad he did because she told him to try to lure me out of the cat condo where I was hiding by giving me an extra serving of Fancy Feast. It was yummy. But I certainly do NOT need to go to the v-e-t tomorrow. Momma's right - I don't appear to be hurt, I'm eating and running, and a trip to the vet would just be even more stress that I don't need. I'm COTW, so what I say goes, and I say forget the vet and bring me more Fancy Feast!
Bo bcat here. Momma called the vet. They have an opening at 12 if Momma needs to bring in Briana. She's acting as normal as she ever does and she even sneaked downstairs into Not-the-Momma's room when he wasn't looking. She had some time hanging off the banister before she dropped and she was able to snag something as she fell to slow herself down. Momma thinks she landed on her feet and was just shaken up. Then having Not-the-Momma freaking out just freaked out her even more. Heheh, Not-the-Momma's first thought when she fell wasn't about Briana - he was worried that Momma was going to KILL him if something happened to her little girl.
If you could spare a few purrs for the family, we could use them. Everyone is SO STRESSED out right now and tomorrow will only be worse. Momma's bathtub is being refinished tomorrow, so the boys are going to Not-the-Momma's house for a couple of days so they won't inhale the fumes. They'll be locked in the living room so they won't pester Briana, but she'll know they're there and won't be happy about it. Momma says the poor little drama queen doesn't need anymore drama.
September 11th 2012 11:00 am
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Is it true? I'm stuck at Not-the-Momma's house. Bob just flew in and told me I'm Cat of the Week. I don't have internet access here and Bob said Momma's internet has been down too, so I just found out. I'm using an iPaw to post this entry.
June 15th 2012 11:29 pm
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It's bad enough when our friends leave Catster, but we HATE it when they delete their pages. All those memories, all that history, just - gone. We've invested a lot in our Catster friendships - a lot of time, a lot of love, and a lot of Zealies. When our friends delete their pages, it feels as though they don't value our friendship, don't value us. How could they so easily discard something that means so much to so many others? We said we would never even consider doing such a thing to our friends!
Then came Helicopter Catgate.
If you don't know what we're talking about, you're lucky. For some reason, the editor in chief of Catster Magazine thinks that cat lovers would want to see a video about someone disrespecting a cat's remains. The article about the cat's skull was bad enough, but this went beyond the pale. And some of our friends were so disgusted, they left Catster. And for once, we couldn't blame them.
We unsubscribed from Catster Magazine and said it was because of those articles, but no one at HQ seems to care. Many of our friends are angry that Catster magazine used the term "WTF," and while we're not offended by the term, we do expect better from Catster. After all, these writers and editors are getting PAID to publish this magazine, and that's the best they can do? So why would we want to pay to support such sick, offensive crap? We wouldn't! Our Catster Plus membership is due for renewal on July 9th, and we just don't see how we could continue to support Catster when it publishes things it should know will offend most of its members.
On July 1st it will be 6 years since our family joined Catster. SIX years! That's 40 in cat years. A long time. A lot of memories. How would we even begin to try to condense all of that history, all of those memories, into just 10 pictures each? We couldn't. It would be too painful to even try. When a relationship goes bad, the best thing to do is make a clean break.
So we finally understand why people delete their Catster pages. We have 2 angels in the family who have been living out their 10th lives on Catster, and we wouldn't want to leave their pages just a shell of what they used to be. We also wouldn't want to dishonor their memory by associating with a site that thinks Helicopter Cat is appropriate material for cat lovers. It's not a "Video We Love" - it's not even "offbeat" - it's offensive, and we want no part of it.
July 9th is still a few weeks away, and a lot could change between now and then. Catster was our community long before "SAY whatever the fluff we like MEDIA" came along. We have no intention of quitting without a fight.
July 5th 2011 8:44 pm
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Momma finally came back last night and rescued me from Not-the-Momma's house. I wasn't too happy to be put in the carrier again, but once I got home and the boys were evicted from my bedroom, I was quite happy. The happiest I've been in a long time. So happy that I meowed repeatedly for Momma to come in and pet me while I purred.
June 20th 2011 2:07 pm
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Momma left me!!! She brought me to Not-the-Momma's house last night and left me!
I hate her! I hate him! I'm never coming out from under the couch again!!!
June 1st 2011 9:02 pm
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This afternoon Momma threw me in the carrier and took me and the orange IT to the vet. IT 2.0 had the nerve to hiss at me in the car. I meowed the whole way there, and at the vet's I had to endure the usual insults and humiliation. Stupid people in the waiting room said they thought I was a dog because I was so loud. I also heard the usual comment that I have "the perfect meow." A woman told Momma that my meow is so perfect it sounds fake. I told her to come closer and see if my claws were fake as well, but she didn't.
I had an audience in the exam room as well. In addition to the vet and vet tech and Momma and IT 2.0, there were also 2 vet students of some sort. I was not happy and fought like h-e-double hockey sticks. I yelled and screamed and scratched and squirmed this way and that way. I hissed in the vet's face. It was exhausting.
They took me into the torture chamber and stole my blood and piddle. I screamed repeatedly. When they brought me back into the exam room, the vet told Momma that I was very cooperative. Then he said, "Not really." Hmpf! Everyone's a comedian.
As if that wasn't bad enough, tonight I was locked in the bedroom and Momma was glued to the TV in the living room and wouldn't come stay with me. Then the thunder and lightning started and Momma threw me back in the cat carrier! I yelled a few times and she brought me in the living room and put me in the closet! The thunder and lightning was really, really bad. Momma was scared.
There were 7 tornadoes in the western part of the state this afternoon and we were under a tornado watch. I forgot what it was like to have to worry about tornadoes. We had them in Tennessee where I was born, but I've been in Boston for 11 years and we've never had them around here.
I hope we don't get anymore.
January 7th 2011 11:17 am
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UNHAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
I hate those giant ITs! Momma has me locked in the bedroom-ME! On Tuesday she dragged me to the vet where a stinky, drooly baby kept saying "me-ow" at me while everyone laughed! Then the vet poked, prodded, and pried then stole my blood and my piddle! Then this morning Momma squirted nasty liquid down my throat. Geesh! Just because I pooped on the floor a dozen or so times, I don't know why she's so upset at me. She should know it's all the ITs' fault! Torture them, not me!
Then, worst of all, I've been waiting for my friend Alfie to come back to Catster since he's been away for a while . . . and when he does come back it's with the sad news that his little brother Mikko went to the Bridge! So he's unhappy, his Mom's unhappy, I'm unhappy, all their friends are unhappy . . .
UNHAPPY NEW YEAR!