Guess what……..guess what……….guess what??!!
I’m so excited. I got my own mail today. My very own!!! After supper, Mom showed me the envelope. It’s my very own envelope.
Here’s my very own note from the Tooth Fairy. It has my name on it! I’m so happy!!
Look at all my toys and my note! Could any cat be luckier than me???
MOM!!!!!!!!!!!!! Steinbeck is in my very own envelope!!! His name isn’t even on it.
OK, I guess I can share the toys with him. But I’m not sharing my very own note!!
It looks like he picked out his favorite. I think it goes nicely with his furs.
What a wonderful day!! Thank you Tooth Fairy. You made all of us very, very happy………especially ME!!!
The fire is going, the sky is gray, the leaves are still falling. It’s the perfect day for a nap!
While I snooze, don’t forget to check out what our other friends are doing at the Sunday Selfies Blog Hop. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Most of you have already seen Mom’s favorite picture of me (for now):
Well, she said I could “artify” it today so this is what I got:
Happy Caturday to all and don’t forget to check out the artwork of my other friends on Athena’s Caturday Art Blog.
Hey Readers……….It’s me……Hemingway! I just want to let you know that I’m doing fine. Mom gives me a little pill in the morning and it makes the space where my toofie was feel better. She’s been giving both of us wet food and we like that. I sleep lots during the day so I can be up all night. hehehehehehehe
I can verify that! He kept both Mom and me awake last night. I was just trying to take a warm cozy sleep with Mom and Hemingway just kept dancing around.
From the Mom: I can also verify that he didn’t sleep! For one thing, he kept climbing up on my head and stretching himself across my face. I seriously think he was trying to suffocate me for taking him to the Doctor’s house. He has been head bumping with great force. He has also been even more like velcro than before. He keeps rubbing his face against me and I suppose it’s because the gums hurt. I can put up with all that, but the trying to suffocate me trick is not appreciated. One other thing, the doctor had said he had protein in his urine and they wanted to run another test to make sure he didn’t have high blood pressure or the start of kidney disease. We got the results today and it was all clear.
I never ate any protons! If I did, maybe Steinbeck put them in my dish. I know I’ve never asked for any protons! Do they taste like catnip?
Hemingway, you’ve been hanging around Steinbeck too much.
MOM!!!!!!!!!! Are you saying something naughty about me????? Hemingway, how is it that you tried to suffocate her????
Let me tell you about MY Monday. Once you hear my sad tale, you’ll never complain about your Mondays again.
Hemingway, why are you wearing that silly hat?
I’m pretending to be a doctor. Actually, I think I look pretty cute. Blue is a good color on me. Anyway, Monday morning Mom tried to grab me but I went downstairs and hid. After a pretty long time, I came out of hiding and sat at the bottom of the stairs. Mom’s brother saw me and he came downstairs and picked me up. I’m still not sure why I didn’t run away from him. He gave me to Mom and next thing I knew I was in her car. I sang the song of my people all the way over to the doctor’s house. When we got inside, I sat down on one of the chairs and refused to talk to Mom. She talked to one of the assistants and I heard things about teeth and being knocked out and all sorts of scary stuff. Would you believe Mom left me there???? I let the assistant pick me up and carry me back to another room. I was afraid I would never see Mom again.
I was worried while you were gone. I don’t like being home all alone.
Mom said that while I was “sleeping” they had to extract one of my toofies. It was sick and the doctor lady said it would be really painful if they didn’t take care of it. Believe me, in the process of “taking care of it” it was painful enough so I’m glad they took it out. My smile is still cute so there’s no problems. I have to retain my handsomeness!!!
When it was dark out, Mom came to get me. She had to pay out lots of money to get me out of there but she said I was worth it. When I first saw her, I was so excited. I got in her arms and never wanted to leave. So, we headed outside. Now here’s where things get a little confusing. Mom put me in the car and I cleverly managed to sneak out and went under the car and hid. It was dark and Mom couldn’t see me. It was also super cold and Mom didn’t have her gloves on. She went in and got one of the “desk ladies” to come out and help. She brought a big net (They had to use that on me once before so I was familiar with it.). She tried looking under the car and didn’t see me so Mom got really worried……..and really cold. They brought out a flashlight and managed to convince me to come out. Mom put me in the car again and…….you guessed it…..I tried to get out again. You see, it was logical for me to want to get out ‘cuz I was afraid that Mom was going to take me to another doctor’s house or something. I just didn’t understand ‘cuz I was on kitty drugs for the pain. Anyway, I finally settled on the floor…….right by the brake and gas pedal. Mom kept trying to get me to move but I wouldn’t budge. She said she was very glad that she only had a short distance to go and that she was able to get both of us home safely. And that’s why I don’t like Mondays anymore.
From the Mom: When I finally got home last night, I was exhausted. I was going to help the boys with their blog but I just couldn’t do it. I had to warm up (it really was biting cold), eat supper and relax. Hemingway is doing fine. He takes his pain meds in the morning like a trooper. He won’t leave me alone and seems to love cuddling even more. By the way, I absolutely love the picture they took of him. It just made me smile. I’m thinking I may have to print that one and frame it. Good old Hemingway spent Veterans’ Day at the vet’s.
Steinbeck, have you looked outside?
I don’t want to. I made the mistake of looking out a little while ago and it was white. I guess the angels were washing their wings and they spilled detergent all over the place.
You can believe that little tale you made up if you want to, but I know I’m not putting my paws in that white stuff. I’ve learned that the white is cold! And I also have the feeling it’s going to be around for a long time now and it’s going to bring all its friends and relatives and it’s going to pile up on everything, and then it’s going to take Mom longer to get home from work and then we won’t get our supper until late and then she’s going to be crabby about driving on ice and then she won’t settle down and watch a movie with us and then…………..
Take a breath, Hemingway. I remember the cold and I don’t like it. Let’s just turn our backs on it and stare at that flower.