Saturday, August 27, 2011

Someone ELSE is on a DIET!!!!

Mom took the tabby heathens to the doctor today.  hahahaha

So, Mom put then in the carriers, no problem but when they got in the car they started singing.  Really loud!  Back and forth to each other.  They would not shut up!  They could both see Mom but that was not helping.  Mom was stopped at a light and saw a doggie in the car in front to them....the car turned down the street where the mean doctor lady is....Mom told the boys that she thought the doggie might be going there too.  And guess what?  The doggie did!!! 

Anyway, once Mom walked into the Vet's office and the heathens shut up.  They stopped yodeling. 

And then it was their turn in the doc's office.  Mom warned them that Louie expressed his displeasure last year by expressing his anal glands.  he was good this year!!!!  They were both good boys.  Hermie weighs 13.3 pounds, Louie 14.2.  Doctor Morgan said that HERMIE HAS TO GO ON A DIET!!!!  whoohoo!!!!!  She said Louie is perfect (hahaha), said he is a MOOSE!!!  A very long cat. 

I know it is shocking that Hermie has to diet.  Mom was told that the two boys just have different body types and metabolism.   Mom said that the boys are going to have to start EXERCISING!!!!

Mom came home and ordered some more 'Da Bird' feathers....cheaper online rather than in the store.  And the boys already had a round of JUMP FOR  DA BIRD.

And here is the latest kill of Louie's.
Pretty sure it is a cricket.  yew!

This is NOT my baby.  Actually Hermie delivered this stuffie to the bed.  I was scared at first.  Mom sat there laughing at me cause I approached the stuffie so carefully.  Still not my baby.

Everything else is 'ok'.  Mom is still employed.  Someone else there is no longer employed there.  Yeah, that was not good at all.  We won't talk about it though, again, in case someone finds this blog and reads it. 

Well, I need to work on my body now.  I'm going to nap.

Sunday, August 21, 2011


Mom is on her kick again.  Exercising.  blech.  She got on the evil scale yesterday and saw a number,  which is GOOD!!!!  Mom wants to see a lower number by her birthday.  Two and a half months away.  So she exercised this weekend.  Good!  She is going to keep on exercising. 

One of the crazy cat ladies that Mom knows from stuff on my cat is very ill.  She has been in Mom's thoughts quite a bit.  Mom tells us about it.  It scares her.  She knows that this CCL thinks Hermie is awesome.  So Mom thought that a picture of Hermie on here for Linda would help.

Yup, that picture I KNOW can get thru to Linda...get well soon CCL!!!!

Oh man, this week, the carnage......

Louie brought a lizard in the house on Tuesday, Mom couldn't get it out of the house so it is somewhere.  Friday Hermie brought a frog in the house.  Mom got it away from Hermie (who growled mean like at Mom) and took the frog back out in the wet yard.  And this morning Robin ate part of a frog.  Mom found frog minus a leg and some innards.  I don't think Robin liked the taste too much.  He sounded like he was trying to bring the leg back up. 

Hopefully this week will be better.  
Well, I'm all tired out from writing this.  I'm going to nap and send lots of purrs out to California to that Linda lady. 


Sunday, August 14, 2011

An Experiment Gone Bad

Wow.  Mom is pet sitting the neighbor's kitty, Tiger, again.  And since Mom will be pet sitting him for almost a month at the end of September, she thought it might be a good idea if Tiger spent some time in our house.  BAD IDEA!!!

It started off pretty good. 
This was the best.

The worst was:  Tiger was in the office with Mom on Saturday, with the pet gate up.  Hermie was outside the room looking in.  Tiger ran at the gate and pushed it down, ran after Hermie, intent on hurting him.  Mom caught up with them in the little hall outside of her bedroom.  Tiger was going after Hermie, there was much screaming, including Mom.  Mom grabbed what she could and threw it at them to break up the fight (magazines and books).  Fight broken up, Tiger was scruffed, taken back to the office and  put back in his carrier and the door to the room was shut.  Mom went looking for Hermie, found him under the bed in the heathen room.  She went looking for Louie and couldn't find him. Then she looked up, he was on top of the plant shelf, terrified.  He was very scared, it was awful.  Mom crawled up and brought him down and sat down with him, he was scared, very scared.  He went into the heathen room too and under the bed.  Hermie growled at Mom, he was upset.  Louie was just terrified.  Robin was fine, Mom had to make him come in from the patio.   and me?  I was under Mom's bed cause I heard a cat fight and didn't want to be involved.

Mom took Tiger back to his house, made sure all was safe for him and came home to check on the heathens. 

Hermie recovered pretty fast.  Louie, not so much.
Louie hid behind the washer and under the dryer.  Mom finally got him to come out for some cat grass.

All night Louie was traumatized.  Mom was very worried about him.  He did go in the heathen room at bedtime and ate his kitty treats.  But this morning Mom had to get him out from under the bed again. 

Thankfully Louie is feeling better now.  He still jumps at noises so we are all trying to be nice and not scare him. 

Hermie is fine, not a scratch on him and he got in a few licks on Tiger too.  Robin is good.  And me?  I'm perfect.

Mom went over later last night to check on Tiger, he was fine and he was good today too. 

I know Mom wishes that it had worked out but it was not meant to be.  Tiger is a one kitty in the house kind of cat.  And Mom will not let the heathens and me be hurt or upset.

The experiment failed.

Other than that,, things are good around here.  Mom talks to that guy all the time, seems she cares about him and he cares about her.  I can understand caring about Mom but really Mom, do you have to let a human heathen in the house?  He better be litterbox trained!!!

I've been doing my best to make Mom feel better.  It is difficult though.   I cuddle her all night.  I figure someone has to do the job and I am the best kitty for the job. 

Well, that was the drama for the weekend.  You know Mom, she loves drama.  hahahahaha

I must nap, I have to cuddle Mom all night and I need my sleep now so I can watch over her all night.