I am much better with carpeted surfaces than wood. Those little splinters hurt the paw. So dad suggested I explain what’s happening instead of getting my paws in the way.
We were there to help inspect the new house on the deck. We have placed four blankets inside the house. The roof comes off the house for cleaning and tidying. There are two inches of Styrofoam on the outside which makes the house pink and draft free. Cow Kitty is secure in his masculinity so no problem with gender typing.
No, the house shouldn’t be so open and that herb has to go. What kinda herb is it? Think mom said a Bay Leaf Plant. It looks disgusting! No flowers just sharp pointy leaves….yuck. Back to Cow Kitty’s house. There is no place for him to sun himself in the morning glow. The steps lead up to the entrance and then he’d have to hop in like a bunny. What do you think Kali? I agree Shoko. If, he was in a rush to leave the house he may fall down the stairs. Not a good place to have the house.
This is more like it Shoko. He can run up the stairs and he has someplace to sit if he doesn’t feel like turning in for the night. The entrance is facing in the opposite direction of the wind current, This is the place Shoko. Look he likes his pink house with the Duck tape. The Duck’s tape adds a masculine look too!
I’ve had quite the day my buds. First thing this morning after breakfast, mom and dad brought me to my carrier. Oh Lordy, no….I feel spectacular….I don’t want to go to the vets. Well, my pleas landed on deaf ears and off we went to the *shudder* vets. The vet was that Dr. Bowman again…Dr. Kalyn is so much friendlier. Dr. Bowman is just a young whipper snapper…I trust someone a little older with some experience under their pelt. Dr. Bowman gave me the usual exam…tree trunk up my butt, mining light to see inside my ears and I got
thrown placed on a scale.. I gained almost a whole pound. Mom was so happy. My food allergy has been kicking up so I have scratched a patch of fur from my neck but there are no marks there. As mom was paying for this insult, dad whisked me to the car. When mom returned we were rolling on all fours.
I headed straight for the food when we got home….I have to work at keeping that pound on my bod…I like to see mom smile and laugh. After dining on the ham mom rolls up for me…I call them ham rollups. I know she sticks my arthritis meds in it but I do love ham and most times I can barely taste the meds. MOL
As I was cleaning the ham off my face, mom decided to put me in the stroller. Now, this stroller has been in the house for some time and I’ve looked it up and down, stepped in it and it doesn’t seem to do anything so I was happy to get in the stroller but I started to pace. Mom stuck her scarf beside me and I relaxed with her smell so close to me.
Since I seemed relaxed mom decided we needed a walk outside in the fresh air. I was a little unsure of this idea but I didn’t say anything, just gave mom my, “Really!” look, with huge blue eyes. She got the message, stroked my furs and chattered away to me as she usually does and I laid down.
We walked up near the park and fancy that, the city had put a bench out for mom to sit on since she walked Shoko up here. Someone must have seen her chugging along and thought she needed some place to sit. MOL The smells were awesome. I loved it and wished we lived closer to the bush.