Crap. Apparently I have secured a trip to the vet. Something 'blah blah goopy eye', 'blah blah gross sneezing', 'blah blah the cat's sick'.
Sheesh.
Crap. Apparently I have secured a trip to the vet. Something 'blah blah goopy eye', 'blah blah gross sneezing', 'blah blah the cat's sick'.
Sheesh.
If you need me I'll be under the bed. As soon as I fish out my toy from under this dresser.
...and when a certian Woman gets back from her fun trip (that I'm being left behind!) she can tell you all about how a certian TabbyMan got stuck outside in a thunderstorm. And hail.
I let Monty out for his usual after-dinner time outside in the fenced in yard. He didn't come to the door for bedtime and after a long search he's nowhere to be found. It's very cold out tonight and I can't tell where he got out or where he went to. I'm sick with worry over this...
I don't want to lose my Monty Q too.
I think he learned his lesson. If not I'm buying him shackles for 'outside wear'.
Phhht.
Please forgive me, I hadn't written it on the calendar, that's all.
THAT'S SUPPOSED TO MAKE ME FEEL BETTER?!?
Um, to be fair I don't have a calendar for this year, so nothing is written down...
HOW COULD YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN???
Monty's been missing since last night and I've torn the house apart looking for him. I thought he was just sleeping in this morning but he isn't coming for Temtashuns or when I call. I don't know if he got outside somehow and I'm sick with worry. If he's teleported over to your house can you please send him home? UPDATE: Walked around the neighborhood shaking his treat box, showing his picture to everyone I could find. Am officially the cat lady of the area. I did find the neighbor's lost cat, so it wasn't a total loss, I suppose. Called the shelters, and put his tent and Purrpad on the porch, along with food and water. Will go try the vaccuum trick now.
Monty, just come home...


You don't think I had something to do with the hole in the couch, do you?
*AHEM*
Ok, ok, it was me. That's why I'm sporting the purple claws-that way Mombean can tell when I lose them. (I already yoinked one off!) She says if I don't knock it off she's buying pink ones next time.
And then HeBean saw me and said no more clothes for the cat.
