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Hi peeps, I hope you are all as well as you can be, all things considered. I’m not. My mum had to babysit the grand-dog last night and I don’t like her. She is called Fudge and a Patterdale. Fudge’s mum and big sister went to London to see Pearl Jam ( I don’t know what pearls are but I tried jam once and didn’t like it). My mum was making a fuss of her and I am jealous. She sat on MY settee and drank from MY water bowl. I’m scared of her but I made sure she is scared of me by hissing and then sitting in the doorway so she couldn’t get by - for ages 😼
Anyway today I got stuffed into a small box and put in the boot of the car and taken to THAT PLACE. You know, the one where they poke you and stick pins in you whilst all the time saying “whose a good boy” and “well done!” Don’t be fooled by them, they are evil, I think it was them that stole my bits... I digress... my mum thought I might have a bladder blockage and she has had cats with this before and it’s serious. This nice young fella poked my tummy and said there was no blockage (phew!) but I might have a bit of a sensitive bladder as I’m not peeing too much. So £70 odd later my mum stuffed me in the box and brought me home with some new wet food to try and two lots of medicines.
Hahahahahahahahaha. Medicines. For me to take! Hahahahahaha. 😺no way 😾 Has she forgotten the last time when it had to take the tiniest little pill? It was fun! I didn’t take any of them for a whole week. She purchased little gadgets to help throw them down my throat (I hid them in my mouth and spat them out on the carpet much later 😹) and one to grind the pill up and put in my food (and she thought I wouldn’t notice? 🙀) and she took advice from many people as to how as to hold me whilst she did this (I’m 6kg of strong pussy, no one holds me down! 😾) I don’t mean to boast but even the Vet had trouble giving me my worming pill, I spate it back at her, take that you needle wheeling demon! 😈
The new wet food is passable, it might eat it, sometimes.
My mum made a deal with me: if she doesn’t make a fuss about taking her new Risedronate pills, I don’t make a fuss about taking mine. She also said that as I am so fat and heavy it hurts her poorly shoulders carrying me to the car in THAT box, and I have to get better so she doesn’t have to do it again.
Th grand-dog is gone. My symptoms have subsided and I’m going to have a long sleep on my mum’s lap, as I’ve been severely traumatised. My mum thinks I might have been, well, exaggerating my illness a bit cos of the Grand-dog. Check out my photo. Butter wouldn’t melt.... 😽
Lots of love. Ozzy x
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Dear Ozzy, I'm Tabitha - a rather lovely tabby - and I thought I'd reply today as my mom, who also has PMR, says she's aching all over after a hard day's work. (She should try hunting for mice all night!). You are right to show who's boss when taking pills. I know I do, although Mom says I ought to be glad I only have to take one at a time and not the bucketful she has to take every day.
Anyway, put on your pathetic face and milk the day's trauma for all it's worth xx
Hi Ozzy, Ginger here! Just be careful as my mum tries to hide my pills in cheese spread, butter or pate. I have learnt the art of licking it all off and spitting out the pills after
Its been too hot for sleeping on my mum or dad so I have been sleeping under the honeysuckle in the garden where its shady. Mum has been on the bed a lot with a fan blowing.
Dear Peace_Lover: You have the best name on HU! (Extremely jealous) In my younger, cat days the best trick to deal with your BFF is a pair of blue jeans. Get him wrapped up in a leg and you will be in control! Poor Ozzy. Hope he’s perking up - pills or no pills.
Hi Ozzi,you are iucky that you had to endure Fudge for just a short time,l am Louie,a nice tabby,alas minus a tail due to an unfortunate incident with a car on my road.l say you are lucky because my family have just brought this cockerpoo dog home to live here with me.To say that this creature is mad and absolutely scatty is an understatement,it even kept eating my food so now l have to climb up onto a worktop to eat ! The grandmother who has PMR visits us every Saturday and this creature keeps biting her skirts and shoes,l never behave that badly.l often go and visit next door now to get some peace and quiet.l hope you manage the wet food OK Ozzi,as for That Place,l had to spend three weeks there when l had to have my lovely tail removed ,but ha ha ha ,the creature had her bits removed last week so she seems rather quiet and subdued. I can,t even sit on my mum,s lap now when l want to because she is always cuddling that creature ! If you ever have to encounter that Fudge again l find a good swipe with a paw soon lets the creature know who is the boss.
Louie, I share your pain. Fudge seems to be a regular visitor now. I have done the swiping thing, on the first occasion she appeared. She squinnied like a baby 👶 Result! She hid behind the settee! 😺 so now we circle around each other at a respectful distance- Fudge respects, - I sit in doorways to keep her out.
Ozzy,thanks for the great idea,l shall sit in doorways to keep the creature out,her name is Lola, she tries to get near me ,wagging her tail and l just ignore her and if we are in the garden l climb over the fence to get away from her,she can,t climb up fences and gets quite upset.l go and see the neighbours who always make me welcome,Love Louie xx
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