Easy Like Sunday Morning

I'm looking forward to a relaxing Sunday. I had an ordeal yesterday. Yes, Saturday sucked. I was thinking life was good because I got my sun room back. Mom and dad finished up sealing all the tile, my perch is back near the window and comfy chairs are all back in place. So there I was enjoying it all when they grabbed me and stuffed me in the cat carrier and hauled me off to the v-e-t.I was not going quietly. I hollered and yowled the whole way. I hollered in the waiting room. My partner in this trip was Jonesie. Turns out we both needed shots. Cecilia was supposed to go but she could not be captured. I need to take lessons from her. I ended up taking some lessons from Jonesie because she is a pro at going to the v-e-t. They let me watch her first so I could see how it was done. They even called her a "sweetheart". Turns out there was a note in my chart about needing to be "boxed" for any of my exams because I was such a terror when I was first captured. Now that I'm on Prozac and have had a chance to live the good life, I was allowed to be examined with my Daddy holding me. They gave me my shot and I did fine thank you very much. They said I was a good boy. See, I'm not a terror.

Once I got back home I ran right to my sun room. I will stay here now and enjoy my Sunday.

Man Cat Monday

Cory said I could post again today as long as I included her. We're playing with the little cat door at the top of the stairs. I'm peeking through at Ellie's magnificent tail floof! Here is Cory and me behind the scenes.

Peekaboo again!

Uh oh, discovered.

I guess we aren't that sneaky after all. It is a fun game.

I am enjoying the inside of the house so much that I have not asked to go outside once since I came in. Today my mom reminded me of how far I have come. She showed me a picture taken from the big window on the morning I was gotcha'd on February 10th. I had forgotten how cold I was.

Here is a view from the same window taken on Saturday. My life, just like the garden is blossoming.