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Calgon Take Me Away!

Stroller Addict!

I don't know how it happened, but I am officially addicted to my stroller. And yes, even though I am a manly-man, my stroller is pink.

I'll be the first to admit, I have never been an outdoorsy, outgoing type of a guy; I know, looks are deceiving. Also, I'll even go as far as to say that I have never been the type to be demanding either, but ever since my mom put me in this stroller, I just can't get away from the thing! I sleep in it, sit in it, and constantly ask for rides. I was supposed to share it with my chihuahua sisters, but guess what? I am always in it!! MOL!

Today at 5:30 in the morning, when my mom got up, I was meowing at her to take me for a ride! I don't know why she refused. I mean, after all, she does call me "The Prince of Egypt." Don't princes get whatever they want?? I was mad. Often times, when mom goes by the front door, I meow at her and jump in my stroller yelling, "Hey, Lady! Gimme a ride! I want outta this joint!" My whole family thinks my mom has created a "Stroller Monster."

I admit I'm obsessed with my wheels!! This is the best thing that ever happened to me since canned cat food! Now will someone come over here and give me a ride??!

My Birthday Presents!

Yesterday was my birthday! First I'd like to say I am so thankful to be alive. I recently lost another one of my 9 lives. In addition to that, I got a couple of presents: a pink boa toy, a new pink litter box (since I'm getting older so now I have two), and a brand new fresh bag of food, even though my old one wasn't finished! Whoo hoo! Dad didn't like that mom got me so much pink, but I was cool with it all!

My mom wanted to buy me a water fountain, but they all seem to be made out of plastic, and I'm allergic to plastic. Then she thought of getting me a wagon; so she can take me outside w/ the dogs while I'm in my kennel, but dad thought I'd be traumatized (and lose another 1 of my 9 lives). So I just had to settle with the smaller presents. I did have to take my meds yesterday even though it was my birthday. And of course, I did spit some out at my mom, but she survived. So overall I had a great birthday!

Also I'd like to say thank you to everyone who sent me birthday wishes and presents and get well wishes, too. You are all very nice. I'm glad to have so many thoughtful friends here on Catster.

Last but not least, I am SO GLAD Mr. D (Darwin), Raza's big baby boy, arrived home safely!!

~Apollo Cream

I Hate My Medicine and My Meowmy!

My Meomy has been force feeding me my medicine, and I hate it. I hate my meomy, too! She gets a towel out. Then she wraps me in it. I mean do I look like something that belongs inside of a burrito??! After that she gets this mini plunger, and she shoves it into my mouth squeezing the gross medicine down my throat! I hate it I tell ya! If you think I look grumpy with my normal face, you should see what I look like after my medicine.

Now, whenever my meowmy walks by me to pet me, I always look at her hands to see if she is holding the dreaded towel or plunger! Can you blame me for being paranoid? If she thinks I am going to forgive her for this, she is fooling herself! By the way, do they have classified ads here on Catster? I'm going to put out an ad looking for a new meowmy!!