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Thankful Thursdaywith Shoko

Today we are joining Brian’s Thankful Thursday.  We have much to be thankful for these days. Pounce on Brian’s Thankful Thursday badge and click on the site given.   We at the Canadian Cats send the Power of the Paw and healing purrs to Brians dad.
We are getting our favourite meals from dad. He gives us snacks on a schedule so every 1pm and 9pm we chow down with special goodies.

The weather is warm and lazy. So we can just sleep anywhere and be happy, as evidenced by Tyebe.                                                                     

The kitchen is about half finished so we can fish around for treats.

Mom is getting about a little but not out of the house yet. She is still getting IV Therapy of antibiotics at home so the pain is still in the bone. She is in pretty good spirits considering.

I like to visit with mom and tell her about the younguns and how horrible they can be.

If you don’t mind this is a private conversation just between mom and me!

Have a thankful and memorable Thursday.

What do you call a cat in a station wagon?

A car-pet.

Mom Plans a Pit Stop

Budd, Shoko and Tyebe I have something to tell you.  Ya, is it about our food.  I know you’re going to give us more.  I can run all over the counters NOW.  Is that it?  These two will have to stay away from me when I’m sleeping?  It’d be hard to enforce though.  No, everybody’s wrong.  What?  I’m going to have to go for a pit stop so I won’t be home for a day or so.  OMC!!  Who will feed me….I mean us?  I’ll starve.  I’m not used to fending for myself anymore.  Besides eating garbage is awful.  Dad is going to make sure you’re all fed.  Oh my, he doesn’t add gravy like you do and he doesn’t tell us what we’re eating.  He doesn’t know how!  Yes, he does.  He’ll start feeding you now so he can ask questions.  Well, I don’t know about this idea.         
Not bad! What is it, dad? It’s liver and chicken. Really? Hmmm… lots of gravy. Not bad dad. Gee, thanks Shoko.                                                             
Hey mom what’s this pit stop for? Well, seems I need retreading as the left tire is getting worn out. Ya, you do walk rather slowly. Is this why you aren’t outside building a snowman this year, mom? Your bang on, Shoko. Can’t you just get another tire? It’s even more work and time in the hospital if I get a new tire/ankle replacement.   What’s that place called a Ho spit all? Doesn’t sound like a very nice place. You heard of it, Budd? No, but I wouldn’t want to go anywhere if they’re going to spit on me. We’d rather have you here, mom. Just think in about 6 weeks I’ll be able to walk with the best of them. THAT LONG! That’s like a year from now!  I’ll be old. No, Tyebe it’s only a month and a half.
How long will you be in this horrible ho! spit all?  Will you forget us?  I could never forget you three and dad.  I hope to be there overnight and then home.  That’s not bad so then you’ll be feeding us again?  No, I’ll have to stay in bed for a wee while and then I’m not supposed to walk about very much while my foot heals.  Well, I don’t care for this lying around a bit.  Will you play with us like you usually do?  Of course I will, but you’ll have to come to me on the bed and play.  We can do that.                                                                
I’m going to take your Christmas gift with me to the Ho! spite all….I mean hospital, Tyebe.  Wow!!  Really.  So you really like the seagulls.  I sure do, my passion is seagulls after cats of course.  Those seagulls have Tyebe written all over them. When I hear them I’ll think of you immediately.                                                                 

 


Can we visit you, mom? Really, I don’t think you’d like it there Tyebe. They frown upon playing and biting cords and hoses. Budd, they don’t share food either. Shoko you dislike people you don’t know so none of you would care for it. Sounds like a disgusting place. When do you go? Tuesday morning. That’s pretty quick so Wednesday afternoon you should be home with us again. Yep and believe me I’ll be delighted to come home.
MOM…..MAROON
TYEBE…ROYAL BLUE
SHOKO…BLACK
DAD…..ORANGE
Friends I won’t be around much but when I can again get to the computer, I’ll be anxious to read your posts and have a good ole yak with you.

What a Day!!

Wednesday Purrs

Today started with Shoko singing at about  5:30am…mom hollered to be quiet Shoko.  This didn’t deter Shoks as she began really singing loud a half an hour later.  Mom got up checked the food, water and kit lit….all looked good so she went back to bed.  However  , after talking with Shoko and wandering around the house, she couldn’t get back to sleep so we all got up at 6:30am….thanks Shoko.

What a horrible morning.  I was minding my own business watching Shoko walk through mom’s containers of flowers thinking, “What a dunce, she’s getting her feet and face all wet.”

                                      

Out comes mom looking all phoney happy and chattering a mile a minute.  This means something is about to happen to one of us.  I was secretly hoping it was going to be Shoko but no way, mom picked me up and remarked how heavy I was.  I am not mom and don’t be so rude!

 

Oh no!! She took me to the carrier with the fluorescent orange blanket….not that I have a carrier without a florescent orange blanket.  This trip will mean the vets.  Mom was kind of upset because I have a tendency to get ingrown nails and when dad clipped my nails last time, the middle nail bled and I made a big fuss about it.

When we got to the vets they took us right away.  This hardly ever happens so I didn’t see my friend Joan.  The technician weighed me and I had lost one and a half pounds.  So there mom…I’m not as heavy as I was before.

 Dr. Bowman was our vet and I didn’t care for him.  He kept poking around my nail so I growled at him a few times.  I got to give him credit….he knew I was getting fed up and sped the exam along nicely.  Turns out my nail was pretty good.  He thinks I have arthritis in my front paws though.  He gave mom some weird looking pills.  You’re not giving those things to me!                                                                        brighten vetThe ride home was very quiet…I had nothing to say and mom was just glad that part was over.

We arrived home and Shoko was nowhere in sight.  Mom called and called her…she was a no show.  Then mom caught a glimpse of her….

                                        Guess she was tired after getting us all up so early.

The capsule…well I smelled the contents of my food and I wouldn’t eat it.  Shoko liked it though.  Mom was having a dicky bird telling Shoko, “No, you don’t need that.”  Next step…..spoon feed me the medicine and food.  We’ll see if that works.

I’m laying out like Lady Muck and mom has a wee spoon with Fancy Feast beef on it and my med.  I taste it and……make way, where’s the bowl of this stuff.  It’s delicious!  Mom is happy and I’m full.