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Maddy's Musings

The Burfday Brat

It's a special day. Today's not only Mommy's Day, it's my very furstest birfday evah! I'm finally a year old! It feels like such a huge achievement. I mean, it's taken me 365 days to get here. Next month will be my first adoptiversary with my family. (Remember how young I was when they got me? I was bottle fed for several weeks and could barely stand up by myself at first.)
My parents took Kirby back to her mommy in VA this weekend, and they didn't get back until about 5 today. I was kind of upset with them, both for being gone and taking Kirby away from me again. So, I made it known by shredding their shower curtain, taking a huge bite out of Mommy's Mother's Day bouquet, and biting their hands when they tried to scold me. I also swatted Koivu on the face as if to say, "You're not Kirby, so screw you!" I've really been a roya brat today. Happy Mother's Day, Mom! MUWAHAHAHA! >:)

Heat Up 'Till Ya Sizzle

I had to go back to my evil doctor today. I've been listless, not playful, and lost my appetite (which has NEVER happened before!) over the last few days. My mommy felt me and knew I had a fever. My incision area from my surgery the other week wasn't hot or hard, just me. So, I got taken to the doc today for an exam. He says I definitely do have a fever and gave me a buncha yucky pills to swallow. He gave me 2 right then and there. I'm looking better already, if you can believe that! I was even sitting in the sun and watching the birdies play outside. My daddy was worried that I'm sick from missing Kirby. While I do miss her bunches, I'm obviously more resilient than that. :)

Not Broken

I've been fixed. They fixed me, even though I never knew I was broken in the first place. Apparently, it was supposed to happen over a month ago, but things kept pushing it back. Finally yesterday, I got dropped off at the sick kitty place (even though I wasn't sick) and they made me go to sleep for a while, and when I woke up, they said I was all "fixed." I'll tell you, though, I was NOT a happy camper while at the sick kitty place. I was a feisty little firecracker to the sick kitty helpers, and apparently made them earn their paychecks that day. But, when Daddy came and picked me up, I purred and purred just cuz I was so happy to see him! He was glad to see me, too, but he didn't purr. I'm his baby girl, so he would fall apart without me. He says he worried about me all day.
I was tired all afternoon after the big fixing, but now I'm better. I even napped in the sunbeam by the back door with Kisses. Kisses actually was fixed not too long ago, too. I know Mommy and Daddy are relieved now that there's no more broken animals in the house.