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My Life by Baby Baby

Baby Baby's Night Out - April 10, 2010

Well, it was going to happen eventually--Pop came back from his one-day excursion and was in and out the house unloading his gear and Poof! Baby Baby was gone with the wind. The door was open and out he went and darted under the house. Pop was hysterical with guilt and fear that Baby Baby would go into the street and get hit (this adventure started around 8:00 p.m.). Pop constructed an elaborate barricade under the house to box Baby Baby in (or so he thought). Pop sat outside with treats, toys and just plain old coaxing to retrieve Baby Baby back into the house but to no avail. Baby Baby was having a great time. Up and down the alley, meeting all the cats face to face and sitting on the front porch watching life going by and enjoying the night air. Finally, at 4:00 a.m. I opened the back door and Baby Baby came inside. Pop was so relieved, he started to cry.

Worth My Weight in Gold

Mom and I have been taking a lot of road trips together lately. I have a special bag that I get to travel in because it has handles that easily slip through the seat belt so I am safe (and unlike a human baby--I can ride up front). The vets is getting to be our destination of choice (uh, not mine, but Mom is driving). Anyway, when we get there we do not have to wait a long time and the tech invites us in, they put me on a table to weigh me (to see how much I am worth) --and here is the embarrassing part--they put something (what!) up my butt to see what my temp is. Well, I tell you, you would be hot too if someone did that to you. So after much examination, and some power shots, I get to run back into the bag, then Mom whips out the plastic, I get a free cat toy (I now have quit a collection from the vets), we tell the birdie goodbye on the way out and come back home. I exit the "bag" a lot easier than going in. Usually we are both exhausted. Mom says something about robbing a bank (I know she is kidding) that I am costing her a fortune but says that she loves me and that I worth my weight in gold to her. I am doing much better, thank you.

In Memory 0f - Very Sad Entry

The wonderful and generous couple that sheltered us kitties (and my pawrents) during our month long evacuation after Hurricane Katrina have both gone to the Rainbow Bridge to be with their loved ones. Chris had a heat stroke and subsequent heart attack and then, three weeks later, his beloved wife Karen passed away. We will be forever grateful for their compassion and for sharing their home with us. May God bless both of them with eternal peace.