May 7th 2012 4:30 am
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Jim and I took a short trip to visit his family over the weekend. My mom (Grandma to the fuzzies) came and stayed with the crew. I prepared all of Dinah's medication meatballs and glops of wet K/D so mom wouldn't have to worry about it and lined it all up in the refrigerator with sticky notes. Amazing how things change...For 14 years when I left for a trip I'd fill up a big bowl with cat food and leave plenty of water and they were good to go! But I don't mind. Anything for my fuzzy ones.
When I called Sunday morning mom said that Dinah wouldn't eat and she had hurled. These days its hard to know if that's her normal hurling (both cats have always been hairball gaggers) or if it's something more sinister. So I fretted a bit on the way home thinking that she might be in bad shape. But when I got home mom said she had eaten a little bit and was acting normal. When I put out her afternoon glop of K/D she scarfed it down and then sat with mom and me for a scratchie fest. Apparently the whole weekend was a scratchie fest. Mom spent most of the evening on Saturday with Sketch on one side and Dinah on the other rubbing their bellies.
SPOILED ANYONE?? :)
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I love gettin' my back and tummy scritched : )