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Mellow Yellow, Not Always Mellow...

Still Yellow and Mellow... or Not!

Hi friends!
I hope you're all doing well and eating lots of treats. Things have been pretty much the same as usual with me. That's how I like it. I have an easy feline life, even with all the other kitties and the doggies I live with. Mom has a consistent order of operations around here. And guess what- I get fed 1st every meal! No one else eats before I get my special crunchies and insulin. Then one by one the other cats get fed, then each dog. While everyone's eating, mom gets the rest of our meds together. For me, that means a tasty Pill Pocket. Mmmmmm... I love those.

Mom has been impressed with how well I've been doing lately. My coat is extra bright and shiny, my weight has been stable and healthy, my mood and energy have been good.

Last night my brother Pyro was playing one of his annoying games. Mom was relaxing on the couch watching TV. Of course I was lying on her chest purring, trying to keep my head between her face and the TV. So Pyro makes his move. He jumps up on Mom's lower legs to hang out, as if I wasn't there. Brat. Every minute or so when he thinks I'm not looking, he creeps up a foot then immediately settles as if that's where he's been the whole time. He smiles, looks around, flicks his tail, la-de-da... Last night I let him get all the way up to my rump before I "noticed" him. I gave him the evil eye and thrashed my tail back and forth, smacking him each time. Usually he gives up at this point but he held his ground. Still looking around as if everything was fine as if I wasn't even there... I wasn't in the mood for him so I left. I'll just beat him up later.

I like it here, but I miss my other Mom too. I'm hoping she will visit me sometime at Mueller. Or have my newer Mom drive me over to see her.

Hmm... I think I'll cruise around the house for a bit just in case I can find a missed piece of Candy Corn or something.

Just Being Mellow

Hi friends, I'm doing well. My last 2 blood glucose curves were good, I'm on 2.5 units now. For now my litter box issues are under control. I still refuse to pee in the living room box. Mom got an oil drip pan from the auto parts store. She puts a pee pad on it and that's where I go. Later mom may try a different litter box style or something, for now she's happy enough with the oil pan set up. And there's a bonus! Mom can see when one of the dogs has been naughty and snuck a snack from the box- a tell tale foot print on the pee pad. She has a plan to get an electronic dog deterrent device. The main unit gets placed near the litter box, and the dogs will have collars that will "remind" them when they get too close that "kitty roca" is off limits. She has heard good reviews about that product. Ha ha stupid dogs. Especially that Hooligan. He still tries to chase me now and again. Just takes a casual hiss and a swat to his snout and he runs off. He's a menace.

Stupid, stupid, and stupid...

You may have noticed that my mom put up a picture from my birthday. Really, the camera made my eyes weird, catnip doesn't get me that excited. I don't see what the big deal is. But if you look at the new pictures on my "brother" Pyrogen's page, you'll no doubt see why I try not to associate with those guys.

Lately I'm driving mom nuts by peeing IN FRONT of the litter box. I always use the box for other duties. Mom puts down "pee-pee pads." I usually hit them. But you know, us diabetics like to pee BIG. Of course sometimes I go off the edge of the pad, or miss it entirely. Mom's unsure how to proceed. An additional box in the bathroom? One of those indoor dog potties? A bigger litter box? Mom threatens that if I don't "get my act together" soon, I'll be banished to just the bedroom. I use that box just fine. I have a feeling mom will try some of her other ideas first. Maybe I'll like it, maybe not. I'm thinking I'll push mom to the limit, hehehe, then suddenly "get my act together" right before I get banished... Because we cats like to have fun like that.