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Coloration: Gray Tabby
Likes: Sleeping, cuddling and eating!
Pet-Peeves: Momma touching his tail. Baby brothers who feel the need to pounce on him when he's not looking.
Favorite Toy: Catnip Candy Bar
Favorite Nap Spot: Daddies lap
Favorite Food: Anything soft and in a can
Skills: He talks, ALOT. He will carry on an intire conversation with people.
Dwells:
indoors
Arrival Story: I was given to my mommy as a Christmas gift. In 1996 my mommy was going through a bad time and her sister had a friend who's Siamese had had a litter with the neighborhood tom. And so Aunt Shannon went a picked me out over all my brothers and sisters. And I went to live with my mommy.
Bio: I will eat ANYTHING. I will at least taste EVERYTHING. My momma jokes that she can't put me on a diet or I'll try to eat the couch. As a kitten I would get SO excited about soft cat food I'd climb my momma to get to it.
Lives Remaining: 8 of 9
Forums Motto: I'll try to eat anything once.
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I got mom good today. Oh yes I did. I took my pain medicine like a good boy, and she thought that ment there wasn't going to be any problems.
Boy was she wrong.
Halfway into giving me that nasty antibiotic I stopped swallowing, and then I just spit it all out and all over mom. She tried to stop me but I am a FAST spitter when need be. So mom ended up only getting half in me. She had the rest on her.
But I think she got even BACK!! She used my paws to clean up alot of what was on her. And now I have to clean my paws and they taste like that nasty medicine!! Now why would mom want to dirty my fur with that nastiness? Moms are weird I tell ya.
So mom came and told me we might as well get this out of the way and that I would feel a ton better and...
I took my medicine without fighting her. Both of them. And I am just laying around feeling pretty good. Better actully than I have felt in a while. I feel SO relaxed.
Let me start by saying, I hate the vet. Nothing good ever seems to happen there!! That being said... I do actully feel a lot better now that I am back home and settling down. Let me explain...
My mom found a smal lump on my chin one evening. The next morning she and dad had a look at it and it again and it seemed to be going away and even had a scab on it. So they let it go and chalked it up to over protective parents.
Two days ago mom was scratching my chin (I love it when she does that) and noticed the lump was back and bigger. She had a closer look at it and realized that it was MUCH bigger. Felling like the world worst cat parent she took me to see dad. He had a look at the lump as well and nodded his agreement with mom... I had to go to the vet.
I HATE GOING TO THE VET!
So today I went in to see the vet and she said that I had gotten into a fight or something and had gotten scratched or bit. Since then my wound had healed over an infection and thus... A Lump.
They took me away from mom and into a back room where they proceded to releave me of the pus within my lump. Mom said I was very brave. She knows my meow very well after all our time together, and the whole time I was in the back she only heard a few mummers out of me, and NO squalls.
The vet even told me that I had proven to be very brave. (I am still not sure if I trust that woman, but hey...)
SO now... As my soon to be Sisfur-in-Law, Little Bit, would have told me had she known I was going to the vet for a strange abcess... I have to do ten days on antibiotics plus five days of pain meds for the open wound.
*Looks around deviously* Lets just see mom TRY to give ME medicine!! Whoo hoo!! I'll make her feel so bad!! The only way she has even managed to give me meds is to pry my mouth open... But that is where my wound is!!! *Laughs evilly* Oh what oh what will she ever do?!?!?!?
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