Wow, so yesterday my mom took me to get my well care exam.
I was very happy when Mom put on my harness because that means that we are going out for a walk, but she tricked me. Instead I ended up in the new cat carrier and found myself at the vet's office. Well, I soon made my presence known. I wandered all around the waiting area and made sure to leave lots of my wonderful scent marks. There was this really little thing there. It smelled like a dog, but looked like a weird kitten. Someone called it a chihuahua puppy. Don't know, but I could have squashed it in a second.
As people wandered in and out, Mom and sis-no-fur kept hearing people saying "Is that a cat?" and "Hey look, that's a cat!" Well, what did they think, I mean honestly! But apparently, I am so large that no one there had seen a cat my size before and they were very impressed by me! I am the King, so it is only fitting they be impressed after all. Mom and sis were very proud of me.
My vet says that I am very healthy and very large, with a large head and large teeth. He also said that he wouldn't want to be a mouse with me around! I have to agree that I am a very good dispatcher of mice. He also said that I don't have any fat, I'm just a really big, muscular guy. I made sure to growl when he was poking at me, but really, I'm a nice guy, so I didn't hiss or try to bite like Shade did a couple of weeks ago (vet's don't enjoy Shade). Mom says that I'm so big and healthy thanks to genetics and my raw diet.
I got some turkey treats as a reward when we got home, but Chaucer kept trying to steal them, what insolence, no wonder Mom calls him a criminal! We also played the chase the laser dot game once I'd had a rest.
Wow, I'm Cat of the Day today!! That's great; it's so nice to receive the honor, thank you Catster!
And, thank you to all my friends for the presents; you are very kind and it's wonderful to have ones page decorated with them!!
Not much going on here. I've firmly established myself as King. No cat is allowed to be greeted before me and if Mom talks to another cat when I don't wish it, she has to apologize and scritch my ears or rub my back. I also have to be played with the minute that I show up with a toy. Mom says it's hard to resist me because I have big eyes and such a "please" expression.
I'm a benevolent king though because I let my bro-no-fur give me hugs all the time. I just kind of roll my eyes and attempt to remove myself from the love. Let Chaucer get the love from him!
It's been a long, cold winter. I've only been allowed to walk Mom outside a few times, but she was very impressed with my leaping around in the deep snow. Now the snow's almost gone, so she better feel like taking more walks soon. She says just as soon as sis-no-furs swim season is over, whatever that is, she'll have more time.
Well, thank you again everyone for the lovely presents!
Well, Mom and I haven't had time to write for a while. Merry late Christmas to all my friends and Happy New Year to come!
My human family was racing to get out the door this morning. Us cats didn't know what was going on. Mom and sis-no-fur said something about "overnight" and Dad said "see you next year"? I still don't know what this means. I thought they were behaving rather rashly myself; throwing things in a soft black box and cleaning our litter boxes early in the morning. I must admit that I was starting to get a bit worried, but and then Mom put this very yummy food in our bowls! Chaucer and I ate some of it up right away even though we just had our breakfast. Food makes the world a good place!
Humans are very strange. They left the house and were gone long enough for me to start having a nap and then they came back covered in snow. Now they are saying they might try to leave us again later when it stops snowing. Hmmm. Does this mean that all that food will come back out again?
I had a good metitation the other night while hanging over the edge of the couch. The wall was right in front of me and I had the Christmas tree next to me with the lights on. I stayed there for a long time. Mom and Dad asked me if something was wrong. I like to drape myself artistically over things.
Now I am crouching by the door to the deck. I am watching the birds and squirrels poking around for the seeds Mom put there. I must...Pounce. Oh, my tail won't stop twitching! I could touch those juncos and sparrows if it weren't for the door. Patience will win out one of these days. This is why I meditate, to have patience.
Patience is good when one has to watch birds and squirrels but can't get to them. Patience is also good when one has a little brother. Mom told me that she is proud of me because I've been playing with the little orange guy. Well, she called it playing, I call it learning about my enemy.
Well, I can't concentrate on writing any more. That squirrel...it's getting closer...