What a yucky day….nothing but rain, rain and then more rain.
It’s just as well Shoko is off at the Cat Scout carnival today or she’d be wanting to play, “chase and bite butt.” I really don’t like that game but Shoko insists we should play it on rainy days.
Shoko didn’t want me to say anything to you but yesterday mom was so angry with Shoko that I thought mom would burst! It was a beautiful day here yesterday so mom opened the screen door to the deck, so Shoko and I could go in and out at will. There are no mosquitos or many flies so she thought it was safe. Mom was busy blanching some beans for freezing and Shoko came rushing in and headed straight for her condo, Mom saw Shoko throwing something in the air so went over to investigate. There lay a small bird, its heart just apounding. Mom hollered,”NO, NO, NO…get away!” several times. Mom doesn’t say no often so Shoko listened as mom picked up the little bird.
She put the wee one on a small dish and walked out on the deck. The bird quickly flew away. Mom breathed a deep sigh of relief. This bird is an Immature Ground Finch and looks just like the bird Shoko had but it wasn’t as fat as this bird. Now, Shoko doesn’t jump for a bird so this bird must have been running around on the ground. This is also Shoko’s first bird….it took her 7 years to find one on the ground, I guess.
Now for my secret about Shoko. Shoko is afraid of the Cat’s Meow. You know, that fun toy. Mom brought it out of the cupboard where it was out of Shoko’s view. I was excited…..this is me being excited! MOL
Mom put the Cat’s meow in the living room for a week without turning it on. Shoko was sniffing it and sitting beside it. It was time to turn it on. Where’s Shoko? She’s behind the chesterfield poking her head out to watch it. MOL This is the big fierce hunter we’re talking about here!
Now, on to our Sunday Selfie. The Cat on My Head has a blog hop for all us anipals. Just hit the blog name and you’ll find yourself viewing other selfies. I love my box and nobody tries to take it away from me.
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! The 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….
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.