Yesterday Was Busy!!

First I went to the pain clinic.  A week early.  ::head:laptop::  Which actually didn't turn out too bad because I was able to ask them about getting an Allegra prescription for the itching I've had since switching from Lyrica to Keppra.  They didn't do that but I called my pcp and by luck they had a 1300 appointment (the first appointment that isn't until next week was at 1145) so I hung out in the parking lot talking with my mom.  I didn't see my pcp but a doctor who is helping out and will fill in for her when she takes a vacation next month.  We talked about a concern so I got an ekg & chest x-ray, all good!  I just heard from the office & have an neuro appointment at Vandy early in the morning which works well since I have a near lunchtime appointment with my pdoc.  Whoot!  I thought my daughter had a make-up test that afternoon so I went straight to the school, calling just as the bell rang, hoping to catch my son before he got on the bus (both kids hate & loathe the bus but I don't have the energy to pick them up everyday).  It turned out that she didn't have a test so we all went to get flu shots and then home again, home again, jiggity jig!!

"I am soooo glad that mom finally let me out!!  My bumps have gotten smaller and are going away.  I told her I just needed to get outside!!  I'm back to sleeping on the bed at dad's feet but I'm not really getting up close to mom, even for treats!  I don't think she's going to pill me again but I'm going to take any chances for awhile."

"Well, not only do we have Pernicious Fleas, but I'm having to take Hairball Remedy!!  Okay, okay, it actually doesn't taste bad at all.  And I just hate hairballs!!!" 

"My Feeder and I enjoyed watching the NCIS premiere last night!!

I'm also glad he got his flu shot.  Do you think it will make the Pernicious Fleas go away??"

Thomas says, "This is one of my bestest friends who was the second or third members of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Kitty Horde.  His name was Nicodemus the Evile Anti-Koala, aka Thief Cat.  Whenever mom & our ex-dad moved they would find stashes of the things Nicky would take and hide.  He also really liked crackers (but especially saltines).  If mom or our ex-dad left them on the table, Nicky would hunt them.  He'd sneak up (we are Ninjas after all!) and then grab a cracker, swoosh!  Then he'd got to a corner and nibble on the cracker just like a squirrel!!  Nibbling round and round until it was allllllll gone.  Mom says he had more Burmese blood in him than Siamese.  Nicky crossed the bridge in our last house purring on her chest.  We all came up to say good-bye and gave him purrs, head butts, & grooming and made sure the house was quiet for him."

"There are lots of poses of this but I  like this one.

It makes me think of teenage kittens."

PS - Please keep sending purrs & prayers for Bruce my ex's cat.  Also, he has three interviews this week.  We are all crossing our paws!!

Cats Watching TV, Reading, & Nicodemus

It was a beautiful warm day yesterday.  The Teenage Mutant Ninja Horde spent most of the day outside, at least when not napping!!  They did come inside for their favorite show, Animal Cops on the Animal Planet Channel.  No, really.  Da Boys love to watch TV and they have certain shows that they prefer.  They like forensic shows over house shows, Cold Case over Law & Order (although Law & Order: Criminal Intent is interesting to them).  And there are certain shows that certain cats like more than others.  I haven't made a study of it.  I've always known that Da Boys like to watch TV and that they have preferences.  But I hadn't thought about it much until my son exclaimed, "They're watching the TV!!" the other night.

Now this is Nicodemus the Evile Anti-Koala.  He used to curl up with his head over my shoulder and read with me.  He was also known as the Velcro Kitty.  Poor baby!!  He couldn't retract his claws all the way so when they would get too long you could hear them in the carpet.  It sounded just like Velcro being pulled apart!!  He got the most astonished look on his face the first time I clipped his nails and he stepped on the carpet.  No Velcro sound!!  No sticking!  No having to pull up his paws to walk!!  It only took clipping his claws two or three times when the most astounding thing happened!

I was laying down in bed reading.  Suddenly there was this cat on my chest with his paw out!  Nikki had the most determined and insistent look on his face.  He tapped his paw on my chest impatiently.  "Well??  Do get on with it, my dear."  My brain suddenly made the connection.  Nikki wanted his claws clipped!  I quickly did the deed, whereupon he immediately tucked that paw under his chest and stuck the other one out.  "Come on.  Come on.  Chop, chop!  I've naps to take and birds to chase, donchaknow."  From then on, I never had to check Nikki to see if his claws needed to be done, catch him up, or hold him down to get them done.  He would hop up and 'present paw' just as if he were in the finest salon.  It's been ten years since he purred his way over the Rainbow Bridge laying on my chest.  I still miss him.  And I still sometimes feel his presence around me.

This is to everyone who has lost a fur friend or other family member.

  I did add the link to the whole card section for those 

wanting to send something to others via Snail Mail.