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The Meep's Meow

V-E-T

Yes. I went to the V-E-T. I cried a lot and howled some but it didn't help. Here's what happened.

I went into the bathroom for my "drippies" -- meowmie turns on the faucet in the tub a tiny bit and I get to drink nice fresh running water. She snuck in with the carrier box and closed the door. When I started climbing out of the tub to see what was going on she swooped me up and stuffed me in that big bad box. I was so sad. How could she!

Then I saw Bibi get the same treatment and I knew something very bad was about to happen. When the doorbell rang and I heard loud footsteps I couldn't even run under the bed. I was stuck in that box.
Luckily it was Auntie Bean and Uncle Deda. I am not afraid of them but we all went in their car to the v-e-t where there are dogs and strange smells and scary stuff.

The v-e-t was amazed at how large I am. She called me "big boned". I am very tall and long and weigh in at 19 l bs. She said I have to lose weight and get more exercise. I guess that's why meowmie got some new cat dancers and plays with me more. I like playing but I don't like eating less. The vet said I was twice Bibi's size and surprised I don't draw blood when we're playing. Cheez! What kind of cat does she think I am? I like roughhousing but I'm not out for blood.

The vet also asked meowmie if my nose was pinker than usual because I was upset. Meowmie said yes and the vet said my nose was like a mood ring. Then I got two shots and then! The vet's assistant clipped my front claws and called it a manicure. I can still scratch pretty good but I really don't like my feet being handled.

Finally we went home and I hid under the bed just in case any more bad things were planned for the afternoon. Then I forgave meowmie and we hung out together and life is much better now that I know I will not have to go back for quite some time.

My Birthday!

I totally forgot today is my purrday birthday! its our best guess as to when I entered this world. Meowmie said we'll have tuna for supper and play with a brand new Cat Dancer. I'll of course have lots of couch time when meowmie pets me and scratches my cheeks and underchin and I get belly pats. OOOH! and its sunny and cool and delicious. Maybe I'll chase Bibi around too.

Terror and Tuna

Yesterday was a day of terror and tuna.

Meowmie was petting me and then she started doing something else. I waited patiently behind her thinking she would start petting me again. Instead she took a step back and landed on my paw. It was terrible. I screamed and ran right under the bed. I stay there for a very very long time. I could hear meowmie moving things around and cleaning. She came in to the bedroom and said, "oh Meep I'm so sorry, it was an accident, please come out, let me see you're okay". She was very worried she broke my tail or my toes. She did not know where her foot landed. I was very upset and stayed put.

THen to add insult to injury she brought in the vacuum monster and started running it all around the bed. I had to make a break for it and hide in the closet. Meowmie was very glad to see me running. "Oh Meep you're okay! thank goodness, thank goodness".

I did forgive her and wrapped around her legs. Then I got tuna for supper and I was happy once again.