Mom!!! You brought me to the doctor lady’s house, didn’t you? Whatever you do, DON’T open that door.
Mom! You’re letting the lady doctor do something to me!
Are you sure this scale isn’t rigged?
Oh no….don’t tell Mom how much I weigh. She’ll cut out my treats.
I can’t believe Mom let them give me a mani pedi! I’m so humiliated.
I will continue to sing the song of my people long into the night. Mom is not going to forget what trauma and drama went on tonight. Yeoooooooooooow
From the Mom…..There’s no way I will quickly forget tonight. Shakespeare is not a happy camper when he has to leave the house. I almost fainted when the doctor lady told me I have to bring him back in three weeks for a booster shot!!!! I may need to be hospitalized! However, the good news is that both boys are healthy…a little too healthy. Hemingway is 20 pounds and Shakespeare is 16 pounds. They both need to lose a little but as the doctor lady said, “They are very big boys!” She was amazed at the size of Shakespeare’s feet and his fluffy tail.
This can’t be good. Mom has the moving box thing out. I know Hemingway never gets to go for rides in this, but I do. I don’t think I want to go for a ride today.
I knew it!!!! That moving box thing brought me over to the doctor man’s house. Mr. Jeff……..I don’t want to be weighed. I don’t care if you have a nice watch on, get your hands off me!
Now that you’re done humiliating me, I’ll just calmly walk off this stupid contraption and forget it ever happened!
Yes, I see that treat you tried to bribe me with, but I’m not interested. I am not speaking to that treat! It’s not working. You took my temperature in a really embarrassing way and then you gave me two shots. I don’t want that stupid treat.
Dr. Kris……….what part of “I don’t want to be held” don’t you understand??? Just put me down so I can go see Mom.
From the Mom:
It’s always an adventure taking Shakespeare to see the Doctor Man. He really didn’t want Jeff to weigh him ‘cuz he was afraid he would be told he had to stop eating so much. Well, he weighs a little over 15 pounds which is exactly the same as last year so he’s doing great. He had an excellent report and was told that he’s very healthy. He wasn’t excited about getting his nails trimmed and told everyone in the clinic about it. To make matters worse, when we went to the doctor’s house it was raining and he didn’t like to hear the rain hitting his carrier. He didn’t seem to care that the rain was drenching me. When we got home, he gave a big sigh of relief and shortly after this is where I found him:
What do you mean? I’ve been right here…..either napping or eating.
But we haven’t been in blog world for a long time. People are going to forget all about us.
They wouldn’t dare.
Maybe we should explain to everyone that Mom has been having some owies lately so we’ve been nice and we’ve been trying to take care of her.
I’ve been asking her politely for my food and treats.
That’s not what I mean about being nice. I’ve been curling up with her and purring and licking her face. It’s been hard for her to sleep because of her owies but now the doctor men helped fix that so she can sleep.
And now we can blog!!!! I’m so happy we’re blogging today ‘cuz Hemingway had to go to the doctor man’s house and I didn’t!
You’ll get your turn! I wasn’t happy at all but now that it’s all over and I’ve pronounced healthy…..well, maybe a little too healthy, but at least I lost a little weight…..I can enjoy the nice weather. Here’s my story in pictures:
Here I am calmly sitting in the waiting room of the doctor man’s house.This is the doctor man’s assistant and he’s trying to find my heart. I’m helping him.Here’s Dr. Kris showing everyone how big I am. He and his wife have known me since I was a tiny kitten. I’m not tiny now!It may be comfortable here, but I have a feeling this contraption is going to tell Dr. Kris how much food I’ve been eating.Hey Dr. Kris…..what does it say now with my feet on the table???Yep….my head’s screwed on tight.Are you sure I really need three shots???? At least I’m behaving.Are you sure my file is correct? I think they put down the wrong number for my weight.Home again…..home again!!! I’m so happy that’s over. Now I can’t wait until Shakespeare goes to see Dr. Kris!!!
Mom, we’re just going to take a nap while you work.
Why did Mom go to the vet yesterday?
She didn’t go to the vet, she went to her doctor. Humans don’t call their doctors vets.
Fine, but you haven’t answered my question.
Get out of the way ‘cuz Mom wants to talk to our readers. You’re always sitting in front of the computer monitor.
Well, I suppose I can let her have the computer for a little while. Just don’t be too long ‘cuz I’m sure it’s treat time somewhere in the world.
From The Mom:
The boys told me that they’ve been writing about some of my health scares lately. I appreciate the kind words and encouragement from all the fur people friends and their humans. I was beginning to think that Hemingway was right when he said getting healthy can be hazardous to one’s health.
Let me explain. Back in September, after getting some pretty bad blood work results, I decided it was time to change my route and make a turn onto a healthier road. I started out by walking every morning. I still do that and I now do a little over a mile and a half every morning. I have not missed one day. Living in Minnesota, winter walking outside can be risky…..and sometimes impossible. There was only one day so far when I had to turn around and go back home because it was too slippery. However, when I came home from work that day, I went out and did my walk so my record stands.
In addition to the walking, I’ve changed my eating habits. I’m not following anyone’s plan. I’m doing what feels good to me. I’ve noticed that instead of craving chocolate and other sweets, now I crave salads. Who would have thought that could happen??? It would be like Shakespeare deciding he didn’t like treats.
So, all of this should be good for me, right? Well, I sing in choir at my church and we do live streaming broadcasts of our services. The past two Sundays I have gone from a normal color to gray and sweaty in front of my director’s eyes. The first time it happened, it was so intense that I actually had to sit down in front of God and everyone! I was told later that nobody saw me do it. I figured it was better than falling over other members of the choir as I crashed to the ground. We are fortunate to have several doctors and nurses in choir so I had excellent care after these episodes. It’s no fun at all to get so disconnected with earth!
Since it happened two weeks in a row, my doctor wanted me to come in so we could figure out the problem. No heart attacks showed on my EKG, but my pulse was only 46 and she didn’t like that. She is weaning me off of the blood pressure medication I’ve been on and has started me on a new one. She had already tried cutting my original dose in half, but since I had the same problem a week later, the medication was still not right. So, for a couple of weeks my body will be adjusting to this new medication while going off the old one.
The reason this happened is that I’ve lost about 50 pounds since I started this new journey. My body is going through all sorts of changes. My doctor also told me that I need to add protein to my breakfast to keep me going during the day. I was happily eating my oatmeal and blueberries, but now I’m also eating some protein.
Would I change anything? Nope! This is turning out to be an interesting journey. Anyone else going on a new healthy road, needs to remember to stay in touch with their doctor. I’ve been able to drop one medication entirely and that makes me very happy. My latest blood work was stellar so both my doctor and I are pleased.
The boys don’t understand all that I’m doing, but they watch out for me. They are great little caregivers. However, I’ve noticed that when doing something nice, they think they deserve a treat. They’re not that different from us humans!
Sorry to be so long-winded, but the boys don’t let me use the computer that much. Thanks for listening.
Hemingway, you know that’s wrong. Why would you say something like that? Is it because you’re chunkier than I am?
Shakespeare, that’s not even nice. Remember yesterday?
I remember most of it, why?
When Mom came home from church she didn’t drive her own car home and she was a really funny color. Even Uncle Bob was concerned and he got out this machine that measures how fast her blood moves around in her body.
I was wondering what that thing did. I kept talking while Uncle Bob was using it but he was ignoring me.
I asked Mom what was happening. She said that when she was in church that morning she got real dizzy and felt awful. She said she had to sit down during the choir anthem because she felt like she was going to faint. She told me her doctor and nurse friends who are in choir with her checked on her after the choir left the platform. They wanted to make sure it wasn’t real serious but they also wouldn’t let her drive home by herself.
Is Mom ok now?
Yes. She talked to her doctor and was told that because she’s losing weight and eating healthier, she has to have her medications changed. She said that’s a good thing, but I still think that losing weight is bad for you. Just look at what happened to Mom. I don’t want that to happen to me.
That’s just an excuse. Come over here and check how much you weigh. Mom uses this every morning and I’ve watched her so I know how it works. We should both be as healthy as we can be so Mom will be proud of us. Besides, Mom has lots more energy now and she feels better, so losing weight isn’t hurting her.
I guess you’re right but I sure hope Mom doesn’t make us go out on those long walks with her every morning.
She won’t do that ‘cuz she doesn’t want us out when it’s dark. I think we’re safe…..unless we start eating too many treats. What an awful thought!!! If you get too chunky because you eat too many treats, then she’ll cut down on the treats for both of us.Hemingway, don’t you get so chunky that Mom cuts down on our treats! Get on that exercise bike right now.
Shakespeare, did anyone ever tell you that as a little brother you’re a real pain?
Mom said we were going on a field trip tonight after work and I got really excited. It promised to be even more exciting ‘cuz Shakespeare wasn’t included. When it came time to get into the car, I must admit I got a little scared. I kept talking and Mom kept petting me and telling me it was going to be fine. She didn’t tell me where I was going but I sure found out!!!
Before long she pulled into a parking lot and turned the engine off. Then she picked me up (not an easy task) and started to carry me into this building. Wait a minute!!!! I know that building! That’s where the doctor man lives so this can’t be a good thing. I tried to remain calm and hoped that if I shut my eyes nobody would see me.
This is my “I’m not happy” look. Mom said she hasn’t seen this look before. Well, she’s seen it now and she better pay attention!
I thought if I hid in the corner nobody would find me.
I got the scale figured out. I discovered if I put one foot off the scale I wouldn’t weigh as much. Stupid humans figured out what I was doing!
This is a picture of me and the doc. He’s really a good guy in spite of the fact that he told me I had to start working out on a treadmill. He did keep telling me that I was handsome and he thought I was really neat. I guess I’ll have to listen to what he says and try to lose a little weight. I’m just a little over 19 pounds but he says that is too much. Mom said she would make me chase the laser light more often.
Here I am at the end of my visit. I was wondering if those treats were for me but the people at the doctor’s office said those were treats for dogs. Well, maybe they would let me bring some home for my friend Champ who lives next door. He’s a dog. They also said that I should be the clinic mascot ‘cuz I was so calm. I didn’t care if other fur people came in to see the docs. I was all done and I knew I would be going home. The only problem was that Mom and the other people were talking about me getting a job to pay for seeing the doctor man. Well, if Mom didn’t take me to see him then she wouldn’t have to worry about paying him. I guess it’s all her fault.
I’m going to take a nap now. Maybe I should have Mom get the laser light out first so I can get some exercise. No……I think I’ll take a nap first.
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