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Mom says I'm famous! Wow.

I got busted!

Mommy let us out in the garden yesterday while she was outside and I decided I was feeling so good I'd go check out the neighbor's yard. Mommy gets really upset when I do this. I don't know why. It's not like I ever run off or anything, but they don't have a fence and are on the corner, so she's worried about cars. I HATE cars, but most of you know my mom is a complete worry wart.

Once mommy looked up and saw I had "escaped" as she puts it, she tried to make me hop back into my yard. No way was I gonna give in that easily. Ha. So mommy made Mama Kitty and Felix go in the house. Then she got some treats and tried to coax me back home. I wasn't gonna fall for that old trick either, so I settled down under a nice bush. Then mommy did the unthinkable. She went inside and CLOSED the door. Hmmpt. I didn't budge. I knew she was only trying to scare me and I wasn't falling for that either.

The next thing I know I see mommy right by my hiding spot. I guess she went out the front door. She's sure sneaky. Well, I really didn't want to go back inside right then, so I ran. Mommy chased me all over the neighbor's yard. I gave her a good run for her money, but eventually she caught me. I was not a happy about this at all! She hauled me back home and told me I was a bad boy too. Can you believe that? I just wanted to explore a little. That is what cats do.

Then she said something that really upset me. She said I was grounded. No more outside for me that day or the next. It's not fair. Not fair, I say. So I decided to get even. hee hee

Mommy had forgotten to put the cat treats away and left them sitting on the cabinet. I thougth I deserved some, so up I went. Mommy heard me I guess because she came into the kitchen. As soon as I saw her, I jumped down. She just gave me this look and said "no". Ha. She didn't even know what I was up to so a few minutes later I went for the treats again. This time mommy figured it out because Mama Kitty and Felix were patiently waiting for me to pass out treats. She told me to get down and then saw the treats. Since MK and Felix expected some, she gave us all some. Woo hoo. I beat her. I won.

I think I'll cry pathetically at the back door today and see if she caves in on my grounding. I'll let you all know how I do.

Your pal,
Jack

I scared mommy have to death!

Last week I got really, really sick one night. While mommy was sleeping I threw up 12 whole times. I also had to use my litter box a LOT. Let me tell you, they were not good litter box trips either. I made a mess. Ick.

Momma checked on me the first few times I yacked, but it seemed like I was trying to hack up a furball, so she went back to bed. I guess she was somewhat aware of my throwing up over and over because as soon as our vet office opened, mommy was up and on the phone. Mommy never wakes up that early! After a few quick minutes, mommy frantically called grandma. Our vet was only open a few hours that morning, so I guess mommy came up with another plan. She was crying and seemed very upset. Of course, I was hiding by that time, but I heard all the commotion.

Before I knew it, mommy found me and stuffed me into my carrier. Grandma showed up and they raced me to the ER where I got man handled. I even tried to potty in the vet's office, but nothing would come out. Of course, I did manage to poop some on mommy while we watited. MOL

I was given fluids, a shot and some icky medicine and finally got to go home. By was I exhausted. I hid for a few hours, but then mommy came and dragged me out. She had some broth stuff in a syringe that tasted like chicken but I wasn't interested. However, mommy made me drink the whole thing. I hated have that syringe stuffed in my mouth but was just too tired to truly protest.

This went on every few hours and I also had to get more icky medicine. Man, what a day. Finally, in the evening, mommy brought me some of my yummy wet food and I gobbled it down. Since I was feeling a bit better, I went to perch on the condo and looked out the window a bit. Then I got my favorite mouse and took it to mommy. I killed it a few times, but was wiped out, so I went back to bed.

I slept a lot the next day too, but the day after that mommy stuffed me into the carrier again and off we went to my regular vet. By that time I was feeling fine, but I had to get some more fluids, just in case. The vet lady also took some of my blood, and I didn't like that one bit. I told her so too!

We kept trying to figure out what made me sick and nothing made any sense at all except one thing. Mommy had given us our monthly Frontline treatment the night I got sick. She put it on us just the same way she always does and then tried to make sure we didn't groom each other. But mommy fell asleep after about an hour. She couldn't help it because she has a disease that makes her fall asleep a lot, but it seems I may have groomed one of my siblings and got sick from the Frontline. That is what both vets though, and mommy cried and cried. She feels so quilty. She said she was doing something that was supposed to keep us safe, not make us sick.

I am all better but mommy sure is having a hard time with this. I told her it was ok and I am fine, but she is still so upset with herself. So pals, just make sure you do NOT groom one of your sibs if you get Frontline. Trust me, it's no fun getting poked and prodded. And it was horrible being so sick like that. Our vet says we are lucky mommy noticed I was sick and got me treatment right away. I don't know what that means, but somehow it sounds like I may not be ok if I hadn't been seen immediately. That kind of scared me and I am so happy mommy noticed I wasn't myself that morning. Even though I was so unhappy for a few days, I know I'm lucky to have a mommy who pays attention. Now all I need to do is convince her it was just an accident so she'll stop being mad at herself.

Your happy pal, Jack

P.S. Jack's mom here. Please make sure to watch your cats if you use Frontline or any other flea treatment. I have been using this stuff for years without incident, but the bottom line is that it's a potent chemical. Next month I think I'll scatter the treatments and keep each kitty away from the others for several hours after I use it. I don't ever want to feel so hopeless again.

More Catputer problems

Oh boy, we are having serious catputer issues again. We thought we had them solved when we got a new power adapter, but that didn't really work. As it turns out, something in the inside is loose, so we lose our connection sometimes and our puter won't work at all.

We have to send it off to get fixed, so momm's friend can't find one for us to borrow, we'll be gone a bit longer. I'm really sad and miss all my furriends and Catster.

We have lots of mews and Miss Kitty had a birthday pawty too. She turned 13 but the pictures are stuck in the broken laptop! Hiss.

If we can keep connection today, we will try to update all of our friends and thank everyfur for the lovely gifts they have left for each of us.

We miss Catster and are crossing our paws we don't have to be away much longer.

Purrs, Jack (Felix, Mama Kitty and Miss Kitty)