The Rainbow Bridge

Hello to all my fur-friends I know it has been a long time since we spoke... In that time I enjoyed a wonderful summer with my mom and dad... We spent almost every night out in the sun grilling and enjoying each other. It was a perfect ending to a long and wonderful life.

On this past sunday I told my mom and dad it was time for me to go. They didn't understand at first as I had been the happiest I had ever been and my vet had given me a clean bill of health. Yet I stopped eating and on the 4th of September I crossed over the rainbow bridge.

Well Now...

Doesn't that just take the cake?

Thank You Everyone!!

I'm Sorry

Seriously... :(

Update #2

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.

Later

Update

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.

*Yawns and falls asleep in dad's computer chair*

V-E-T!

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?!?!?!?

I have been tagged! Well that's just great!!

I have been tagged by a new friend cat named Lillers.

The rules fur this game are simple.......

I must list 4 things I like to do,
4 places I love to be,
4 things I love to eat,
And then tag 4 other cats!!

4 Things I Like To Do:

1) Cuddle with mom.
2) Sit on dad.
3) EAT!
4) Sleep!


4 Places I Love To Be:

1) In my mom and dad's bed.
2) In my mom or dad's chair.
3) On my mom or dad's lap.
4) With my mom and dad.


4 Things I Love To Eat:

1) Dry cat food.
2) Soft cat food.
3) Cat treats.
4) Anything mom will allow me to eat.


4 Cats I Am Tagging:

1) Chai (Cause I loves her)
2) MacIntosh (Cause I Can)
3) Suki (Cause She needs some love)
4) Tiskers (Because my dad wants a ragdoll JUST like him)

I'm Engaged!!

Tonight at the Coffee Bar there was so much talk about weddings. My dear friends Theo and Thai Pie are getting married soon. And every purr is getting ready for the big day. Planning pawties. Setting up menus. Planning fittings for tuxedos. Little Mocha is even going to be a ring bearer in their wedding. So you can imagine the air was filled with love.

And hidden safely away I held something so precious I felt ready to burst. And so, without allowing myself time to think I started speaking!! Oh, I can barely even remember what all I said. I was talking one hundred miles per minute. But I came to a screeching halt as I asked Chai to be my furever queen in front of just about all our friends and family. (Sadly Thai Pie, Momma Sooks, Sasha and Sharif were missing as well as a few other highly improtant friends.)

And ladies and gentle purrs... The sweet meezer lady from San Francisco said... Yes!! She actully agreed to be this old tom cats life long pawtner!!

I am now the most happiest tom on all of Catster. I am grinning from ear to ear. Mom says I look like the Cheshire cat.

*Floats away on cloud 9*

Love and Purrs,
Al Capone

My Sweet Life

Everyone... I just want you to know that I have the most wonderful beautiful queen. I am the worlds most happiest tom cat. So Chai... If you are happening to read this... *Smiles* I love you lady.

You know what...

Alright, so I am not that fond of Mocha, but do you know what? I am really glad that he has come into my life. Because without Little Mocha Latte I would never have met cats and people who now mean so much to me and my mom.

I know to some it sounds a little strange that cats (and people) could bond in such a way without ever having met face to face, but it is very real. In the few months that I have been on Catster I have met a handful of cats (and their moms) with whom I now cannot imagine my life without.

To those of you who don't know me well or at all, you might still know what I am speaking of. And to those of you who DO know me or any of my brofurs... Well then you not only know WHAT I am speaking of, but you know to whom.

Anyway, I love you guys furry much and I cannot believe that I have only just met some of you a few months back because it feels like some of you have always just been there in my life.

I'll let you all go now before it gets weird. *smile*

*Purrs and Love*
Al Capone

P.S. I Love You.