Princess:Hey kitties!
I hope all of you are well and happy.
Life has been a blur of activity here and it has been hard to get mom to help me blog, but here I am.
I need heavy duty purrrs for Friday... I have to go to the vetplace and get tortured.
The vet lady wants to do an xray and ultrasound of my tummy to find out why my poops are sometimes really good and most times kind of not so good.
I hate the vetplace. It is the scariest place I have ever been! It smells terrible there and it is loud and I do not allow touching all over just willy nilly!
I am eating really good and after the vet called yesterday to talk to dad about the latest (I was taking a much needed nap) and then daddy consented to bringing me in on Friday, well, he did not even ask me! So, I woke up and started acting
all 12 years old-ish and everything, walking around, climbing on to the couch, and meowing a lot and pretending I was just a youngster perky kitty. so now he feels pretty guilty, as he should, for approving for my torture on Friday.
Then mom came home from her walk and dad told her the plan and she AGREED!
helphelphelphelp
So, I am going to enjoy today and tomorrow.....
"Reality checks are the hardest to cash."
