Uh OH!

Mama has had the carrier out for a week to fool me into thinking it is part of the hallway "look" but I know better. And I think I sense her tension level is up today so that tells me we are going to the Vet..IF she can get me.

I need my thyroid levels checked, a pedicure but most of all my allergy shot because I sound wheezy and I am itching awfully. I hate this and make it as hard as I can on her with the sailor cussing I do and the threats I say as well. I also am careless with my front claws as she ferries me kicking with 8 additional arms and legs to the carrier.

We will see what happens.

P.S. Mama tricked me after all and managed to hold my squirming body long enough to get me in the carrier. I have been to the Vet..my thyroid levels are excellent. I got a pedicure, and only half a dose of allergy meds. The Dr. is loath to give me a shot once a month and this would have been a month. It is a serious medication and he told Mom he needs to be careful giving it too much. He did look deeply into my ears and saw some gunk (I have scratched and scratched there..so, like... DUH!) and administered ear meds. he said if I won't let mama give me meds then I have to be brought back 3 times a week. Looks like I can't win and neither can mom insofar as not having a traumatic time is concerned.

Reaching the Threshold

I have many jobs and opportunities here in my home. One of them is making sure the thresholds of the house do not move. I go through great trouble and use a lot of my valuable time holding them down. For you other kitties out there, the best way to do this is, as though you don't already know, to lie across the threshold, making certain you are nearest to the door if one is there, so that the door becomes non operational.

After I have safeguarded the thresholds, I take up my position in the kitchen where I guard the kitchen cabinets. I especially find the ones right under the sink to be the most vulnerable. So I take up a rock solid position there so the door can't be opened while Mom is doing the dishes. I safeguard her from the Drain Monsters that are only lying in wait to devour her toes if I allow her to open the cabinet. I resist all her seeming pleading. I know that's not her voice. It's the Drain Monster imitating her..making it seem she needs something from under there. I will not be moved. No siree!

I also make it my business to make sure there is no bad news to affect her day so I protect her by lying on the newspapers so they are left unopened and thereby harmless... even if I have to climb up to get to them. Nothing is too much to protect my mama!

I know she loves animals so one of my other important duties is..after I finish playing with the field mouse that wandered in somehow..my, he's pretty with his soft brown and creamy colors..I make sure I always deliver him to mama. Right to her feet. He's hale and hearty and ready to scamper again and play with me but I will fetch him again and lay him at her feet so she can usher him outside. She does like to thank me with these entertaining sounds she loves to make when she sees my presents and how lively they are. I so like appreciation,. That's why I love my mom. She jumps up immediately to get this long thing, throws open a door and starts helping them outside. What a mom. She's why I do what I do. I like taking care of her and discharge my duties happily and lovingly every day. I know you kitties do too.

Oh, I also help her agility and how to achieve it when I park between her ankles so softly she doesn't know I'm there..and when she starts to move, she feels the softness of my fur. that causes her to start clogging. I love that dance. I think she needs to be on Dancing With the Stars. She sure is the Star in MY crown!

So, what's up with you fur family members today?

What Riches!

Mama put a new blanket on her bed so I have been testing it for her to make sure it's safe enough for her to sleep under. That is part of my many duties..testing the sleepwear she has and the bed clothes she uses on our bed.

She spread out a gloriously soft Vellux blanket, creamy colored like my gorgeous fur on my chin and bib area which is like pure cream. It is almost as soft as my beautiful self. I have pronounced it as fit for her to sleep under. I may have to test it again tomorrow. Probably tonight. I don't want it to sneak up and disturb her sleep after all.

I discovered myself in the mirror last night. I can hardly believe that is me. Frankly, I think it's another cat and so I will continue to be careful around it. I don't want to be swatted as I walk past all unawares.

Glory Day

My goodness..I was so exhausted from running the household day and night that yesterday about 5PM, I threw myself onto and into mom's bed and curled in the tightest ball I could and slept deeply. Mama came in a number of times to check on me. She thinks I didn't know but I moved an ear toward her and sensed the heat of her face as she leaned over to kiss my fur.

I slept unmoving for 2 1/2 hours. She came in again just as I was turning over. I fell right back into a really deep slumber. I think I worried her a little with how deeply I slept but then, I have been tired from patrolling and from announcing things in the night.

I was so tired that she got me up after three solid hours of deep sleep..that was new!!! her getting ME up and later when she went to bed, while I didn't go with her, I rested through the night and asked her to rise and shine at 6:30. Same last night. I was quiet and peaceful.

I have been round to visit my kitty friends that I can find here and I am hoping they all had a wonderful day with the 'rents.

Avast and ahoy there.

The Admiral

All's Quiet on the Tennessee Front

I was as quiet as could be all night long. I did ask Mom to get up at 0630 and I don't, nor did she consider that unreasonable. I even come up onto the bed to let her kiss me and give her some new morning purrs before she got up.

I think I heard her mention to one of her sons (a birthday boy yesterday) that she was going to bring out the p-e-t- c-a-r-r-i-e-r (like I can't spell..I know what that means!!!) and put it in the hallway for a few days and as soon as I quit hiding from it, mom will do the stoop and swoop. That means I get gathered up all unknowing (in her DREAMS it'll be unknowing...I always know!) under my arms and draped while I kick, down into the carrier which will be standing on its end, door open. Then I treat her to unearthly low loud distressed calls that wrench her heart. I know that, it's why I do it. BUT I always get brought in to see Dr. Rick, and my blood levels will be checked again. Mom brings me in every few months as I also need an allergy shot.

We're good together and I intend to be in her life as long as possible. She treats me like the queen I am.

Love and purrs and tickly whiskers...

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