Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

 

 

 

::rolls eyes::

 

As if you would be fooled into thinking that this photo was taken in November.  Clearly you can tell my mom is trying to pass off a summer photo as something current.

 

Never fear, I look as handsome as ever.  It's just that the weather outside has been a bit chilly and I'm staying indoors with my pals.

 

But furriends...you wouldn't believe the horror of my day.  Mom was fussing over Madison.  He's old and can't quite groom himself the way he used to.  But that means mom is fussing over him.  Brushing him.  Furminating him.

 

What about ME??

 

I love to be brushed, I love to be Furminated.  Yeah I admit throwing a few punches at Madison when he's getting attention...but I didn't deserve what happened to me.

 

Mom stepped on me!   You heard me right.  She stepped on me!

 

Now mom will say it's because I was underfoot and trying to steal Madison's time...but

 

SHE STEPPED ON ME!!!!!!

 

I can assure you that being prone to drama worked in my favor.  Mom swooped me up...cooed and told me that she would never ever do anything like that on purpose. She carried me around and kissed me until I purred.   All my paws were tested to make sure they still worked. 

 

Oh it was awesome.

 

 

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

Hi there!  Ginger here!  Yes, my secret is out.  See, it wasn't really a secret as far as I'm concerned.  I knew.  All my furry siblings knew. 

It was just my mom and dad who were confused.  Oh yeah, and most of the vets who have seen me.  Even the vet who initially examined me when I was first rescued declared me a spayed female.  The nerve!

 Now granted, I've not really been sick until just recently.  See the drama unfolded this past week when I was having issues with diarrhea and constipation at the same time.  This led to a visit to the emergency vet.

The next morning following the emergency vet visit (where they looked at me close and still thought I was a girl)...I was checked into my regular vet.  There I saw a very beautiful and smart lady vet who immediately figured out that I am a boy.  She was the one who got to make the call to my mom.  Now mom was all worried about me and stuff, but for some reason this news threw her into a fit of laughter.  She then called my dad and this news threw him into a fit of laughter too.

VERY FUNNY!  Right.   Hey, I was seriously blocked up...stop your laughing and get serious would ya?

Ok...I stayed at the vet for 3 whole days while they had to get me all unplugged.  They even had to knock me out it was that serious.   I was able to come home late Saturday afternoon.  Mom fussed over me and apologized for not figuring stuff out. 

I made her look at these photos she took of me this spring where I'm obviously assuming my belly up position, not hiding anything.  "Hey mom! Look here!  I'm a dude!"

Humans can be so dense.

I realize that my fur hid stuff, but I'm not as obvious as some of my furriends and family members as my neighbor Remington demonstrates below.

Now that I'm feeling better I do have some explaining to do to my furriend Fui.  Maybe he can fix me up with his sister!

Pee Ess...I love my name, and I even chose it myself.  My name will stay the same.  Dad reminded my mom that the drummer from the band Cream is named Ginger Baker, so it's cool for boys to be named Ginger.