A Good Thing

.............. is a snooze in front of the woodstove.

This is For Helen

This blog post is for Helen. She was wondering why I havn't been blogging lately and asked Mom about it. Mom should fess up that she hasn't been letting me blog as I should because she's been too preoccupied. I'm a Cat after all and therefore have many important things to say.

This is what I've been busy doing lately....

Mostly because it's either been too cold or too rainy for a Cat to do much outside. Even so I've been keeping an eye on the brush piles and have caught a mouse. This pleased Mom and Dad tremendously.

Now that Mom is on notice for neglecting my blog, you'll be hearing more from me. Very soon.

Purrfect Fit

What else is there for a Cat do on Sunday?

Sleepy Sunday

Actually I'm very busy. I'm keeping Mom company while she does her work on the computer. I only look like I'm sleeping.

We're Still Here.....

.... we're just othewise occupied.

Sunday Snooze

Snoozer #1

>>>>>>> Snoozer #2 <<<<<<<

Reprieve

I was supposed to have a follow-up appointment at the V-E-T this morning. Dr. C wants to keep an eye on my remission from Feline Lymphoma and it's been 4 months since my last appointment. But his office called to say that he couldn't see me today. Mom says she's going to reschedule the appointment, but I don't think so. Last time they said something about "test," and I'm not interested in taking a test. I'd rather spend the day right where I am, catnapping in the window. Wouldn't you?

Sunday Snooze

Mom. Do you mind? I'm trying to sleep here.

Double Decker Cats

MMOB

Here I am, minding my own business.

Until somebody comes along and minds it for Me.

Sleepy Sunday

Sphinx Mode

Chemotherapy - Starting Week 3

I've just gotten back from an exhausting trip to the V-E-T.

There's nothing for it like a good snooze in the sun. Of course, this was after Mom gave Me the treats she promised for putting Me through this ordeal in the first place.

As you can see, my fur is growing back after being shaved for my surgery.

Dr. C looked at my incision, checked my weight, felt around for who knows what (for which I protested with a hiss), and took some blood. Here's what he said:

• My incision looks good with only one little place not completely healed.
• My weight is down a little - I'm now 15 pounds 6 ounces. However, since I'm eating well and had a tendency to be overweight anyway, they aren't worrying about that at the moment.
• My white blood cell count was 9860. This is up from last week, which was 6900. However, since normal values for a Cat range from 6000 to 19,000, no one is worrying about that either.

The outcome of all this is that I still have to take my pills and I have to go back next week again. Sometimes a Cat's life just doesn't seem fair.

Easy Like Sunday

NOTE! We are not! I repeat not! touching! Don't believe it if Mom tells you otherwise. We are not touching. It's only an optical illusion that we're touching. Mom's fibbin' when she says that we were. She doesn't know anything. We were not touching. Not even in our sleep.

Easy Like Sunday

Ah yes, this is the life..............

Easy Like Sunday

In fact, what could be easier ..................

Widebody Wednesday

On Monday, Catzee and I had our annual check-ups at the V-E-T. He said I'd gained weight. I'm now up to a whopping 17 and a quarter pounds. That's up from last year, isn't it. That means Mom is supposed to ration my food. 1/2 cup a day. To protest, I decided to stage a sleep in.

Here I am, protesting as hard as I can. Anycat care to join me?

What To Do In Hot Weather

Sleepy Sunday

Don't bug me.

Sleepy Sunday

Or at least it would be a Sleepy Sunday if Somekitty
would quit walking around on the bed!