Hoomins - Cod Luff 'Em

Ok, let's be real here - we all know how.... difficult... it can be to live with our 'rents. They are always promising they will get to __ something __ right away. But how often does that actually happen??

Want an example? Ok, for example - our courtyard. Would you believe Cow Kitteh visited us again last week? Yep, that cheeky lil so-and-so did indeed invade our territory one more time. And yep - Toby started harassing ME over it. Again! As if I had anything to do with this!

So Mom FINALLY got it done yesterday afternoon. She put up some green fencing and tied it to the fence posts. Then she piled up some pine straw to keep Ebil Introoders from really even seeing any of the inside, as much as possible.

 

After carefully perusing the pictures, Toby and I decided this would prolly be sufficient.

We hope so. *I* hope so. I'm tired of having these little disagreements with the Orange Behemoth.

- The Delicate, Petite, Princess Leia

Finally Friday!

As always, Mom is all kinds of excited cuz she gets two days off to be with us.

1. I (Tobers) am doing pretty well. I'm eating less right now because the Clavamox kinda messes with my tummy, so Mom is working hard to keep me nomming. Gotta admit, I am enjoying the rotisserie chick-hen mixed in with my food. And I'm also having fun keeping her guessing. This morning, I walked away from the heated food to eat the unheated bowl.    :)  We can't make it too easy for them, can we?

hmm... do you think she will stop doing that when my meds run out? I hope not. I think we should have chick-hen EVERY day. Don't you?


2. Most of us are struggling with something, but for some people life is a struggle every day. We read about a very nice lady, Audra, and her two senior adult kittehs who recently had a flood in their apartment and are in desperate need of essential items being replaced. We heard about them from Cat On My Head a few days ago, and Mom said we could donate a few green papers this morning. We hope others will be able to do the same, and purrayers are ALWAYS welcomed.

Have a fantastic weekend, furriends!

- Leia and Toby

Kitteh Krack!

We - by we I mean mostly ME - aren't eating quite as much as Mom would like so she started us on Fancy Feast today, mixed with the regular stuff we get.

This is a gravy lovers' version. It's quite yumm!! So was the pitifully small bit of chick-hen she gave me last night from her own evening noms. I wanted more but she refused.

Stingy woman.

Also, I bit the Mom today. We tussled a bit over the pill. You think I don't know what she's doing when she grabs me and sticks stuff in my mouth? Please! The Greenies got slimier and slimier and broken up and she was left with mostly pill. She kept going and I kept disagreeing on this point and somewhere along the line my tooth left a hole in her finger.

Sadly, this doesn't stop the 'rents. They just say HBO words and keep on. We're 5.5 days into 14 days of meds, so it will be interesting to see what happens.....

                   - Toby

Oh My Ceiling Cat !

Furriends, Greenies Pill Pockets are the

PAWSOME!!!

How did so many years go by without me knowing about these??

I scarf up as many as Mom will let me have. Including Toby's extras.

YUMMMM !!!

More more MORE!!

Recovery in Progress (we hope)

Well, I'm two days into my pills. 

Today I had a..... umm.... accident on the kitchen floor. 

(Mom's just glad it was on the linoleum and not on the carpet.)

But she's a good egg, said not to worry about it. Stuff happens.

The Stabby Place lady said it was typical of UTI sufferers. 

Anyway, I'm just trying to take it easy here

and soak up some sun. Sadly, this house doesn't

get much direct sun so the sunpuddles aren't so very great.

We hope everyone has a great Caturday and weekend.

PS: Our furriend Flynn is having some troubles too.

Please go by and visit him and his family.

Ha!

Yeah, I got dragged off to the Stabby Place today, but I fooled those weirdos - didn't let them steal any of my pee. I hid it real well.

As you can see, I was a stoic and noble prisoner:

Anyways, they decided to treat me for a urinary tract infection anyway, so now I'm on pills. Blech! But hey, we did get introduced to Greenies Pill Pockets. Leia LUFFS hers something fierce. And she's not even sick, but Mom says it's not fair to give one of us what amounts to a treat and not the other. I was stubborn about it, but Mom popped it into my mouth - sneaky wench - and I swallowed it. So maybe I think they are ok after all. We'll see.

When we got home, I punished Mom for a whole five minutes, wouldn't come out UTB. 

I think she has learned her lesson, don't you?

What Toby Doesn't Know....

he definitely WON'T like when he finds out.

We have an appt at 2:15 today at the Stabby Place. This morning I woke up to find a large puddle of dark orange urine caught in the litter box liner. I called the vet and of course they want to see him.

I always waffle on things like this. Is it too soon? Will it pass? Is it really anything? They hate going so much - as does almost every other feline in the universe - but of course I can't let them suffer either.

Also, I'm assuming the problem child here is Toby, but honestly, I have always felt he is more fragile than Leia, although he's so much bigger. Given the size of that puddle though, I think it's a safe bet.

Maybe it's just a perception problem. Toby adopted me when he was about 3 weeks old, so I can't really shake the image of him as nothing more than a few ounces of orange fuzz. On the other paw, it usually IS him with the health problem. I've always thought that being separated from his birth mom at such a young age robbed him of those very important early days health protections. (he was a stray, found in a car engine on a cold day all those years ago).

The other bit of evidence is that I'm dealing with a spot on the carpet where someone had an accident.

So please keep us in your thoughts today. Thanks!


PS: thank Ceiling Cat for vets willing to hold a check till payday!