Wordy Wednesday

Hi there!  I heard that some of my furriends were asking about me, to see how I'm doing.   Everyone wants to know if my um...trains are running on time.  Well, not really.  I'm a bit off schedule if you know what I mean, but the trains eventually arrive.   Mom watches over me carefully and so far I'm doing ok.

Instead of putting my medication in my food, mom dilutes the powder in water and puts it in a syringe for me.  I'm super good about taking it.  The up side is that I can now eat with the rest of the family. 

I'm gonna paw the blog over to Cory and Ellie now as they have Secret Paw news.

We helped mom wrap up our Secret Paws gift.  It went in the mail on Monday.  We are sworn to secrecy about who it is.  We did our best to stop ourselves from keeping what's in the box...but we think we have have left a fur or 2.

Tabby Tattletale Tuesday

Hi there my furriends!  Thank you for purring for me and sending me nice messages.  As you know I was hauled off the to emergency v-e-t last week when I got all plugged up.  It was NO FUN!

You can see in the photo that I've now got a "poodle paw" from where they shaved me.  So...I don't have much to gossip about with my family because all the drama centered around me this past week.  Is it gossiping if it's about you?

Come to think of it...it's kind of nice when it's all about you.   Mom has been fussing over me.  I've been super good about taking my medicine and I know she's slipping stuff into my food to make things easier for me.  This means I have to eat separate from everyone else.  I liked it at first but now I just want to eat with the rest of the clan.   Mom said it would be "bad" if the other kitties got my meal. 

Sigh.

ManCat Monday

Guess what?  I heard that sweet little miss Truffle came by to check up on me! 

Wow!  A cute little sweetheart like that checking up on big ol' me?  Seems just yesterday my mom thought I was a girl ::rolls eyes:: and now that the world knows the truth about my mancatliness...I now have sweet young things checking in on me and my handsomeness!

Uh...what's that you say Ellie?   Oh, Truffle was worried because I was at the vet and had issues with ::whispers:: constipation?

So here's the story.  I had to stay at that vet for 3 whole days until they knocked me out and um...cleaned me out.  Ever since I've been home mom gives me medication twice a day.  I like it because it's from a pharmacy that makes medicines for kitties that taste like chicken juice!  Plus mom slips Miralax in my food too.  It's working because mom keeps a watch on what comes out of me and she seems quite pleased.

Yeah, I know.  Mom's are weird.

Ellie, are you sure Truffle doesn't think I'm handsome?