Conference

Scene: Three cats on the kitchen table, looking serious.
Mom is called into the room.
Shaggy: Have a seat, Mom.
Mom: What is the meaning of this?
Scooby: It's time for your quarterly review. I'll get it out of the way and tell you there will not be a raise this year.
Mom: What are you talking about?
Shaggy: As alpha cat I speak for the other two in telling you your litter box duty has fallen off considerably in the last several months. You used to scoop them daily, now we are lucky if it's every other day. With three cats, that's a lot of poop.
Mom: Well, my mind just isn't what it used to be. I'm more forgetful lately.
Scout: Mom, when I rub & purr on your ankles, it means "food, now". You can tell me how cute I am later.
Mom: Scout, I can't feed you guys when ever you ask for it. Some of you are getting fat!
Shaggy: Let's do away with the insults too.
Scooby: We'd like fresh catnip toys on a regular basis too.
Scout: And more feather toys!
Mom: Catnip and toys are perks, I don't have to provide those you know!
Shaggy: Bottom line, no raise.
Mom: Geez, guys! I didn't think I've been slacking, but I'll try to put a little more effort into daily maintenance.
Scooby: Ok. Now get back to work.

Doing Better

Scooby is doing better. He started normal litterbox use after his first dose of anitbiotics, and he is being pretty cooperative about taking them.
I took him off the special food at least for now.
He had been throwing up every day since I started the changeover, and was going super slow about it, because he doesn't tolerate food changes well at all. Then yesterday I found about 12 spots all over the place where he threw up! Ugh!
I don't know if it is the antibiotics or the food, but based on his problems with new food in the past, I decided the antibiotics are more important right now and gave him his regular food. He is drinking lots of water too.
I'll wait to discuss it with the vet on the return visit in 2 weeks.
But for now the Scoober is feeling much, much better! And thank you for all your get well wishes!!!

Happy Birthday Scout

Today is my Birthday~I'm 2!
Here are some of my baby pictures.
The first one is a picture of newborn baby me.
I was the only one in the litter so that means I got all my momma cat's milk and that helped me grow up into the Big Man Cat I am today.

The next picture is when my Mom picked me up to take me home. But first she took me to the v-e-t and I had my first check-up.
I was brave and then I came to my new home forever.

The next pictures are two of mom's favorites.

Today I want tuna water, toys, fresh catnip and to go outside and chase bugs in the grass.

Scooby

Yesterday morning I was having a nice nap when I was ambushed my the woman. She swept me up & out into the car where the dreaded cat carrier was waiting. I've been having trouble peeing and keep running to the litter box trying to go.
Sure enough, destination: V-e-t!
I put on my attitude as soon as I got there. I must show them that it is I, not they who are in charge.
I was lucky to get nice Dr. Rich but he grabbed my middle and started feeling up my belly squeezing like you wouldn't believe! He announced my bladder wasn't distended so that means it isn't obstructed.
He wanted to keep me for the morning to try to get a urine sample from me. When I heard they wanted to sedate me if I didn't cooperate so they could slip in a catheter, I peed for them after they wrangled with me for awhile. Let me tell you they didn't get it without a challenge!
They found it was highly concentrated, had some blood in it and crystals.
Meanwhile I had to sit in a cage enduring the taunts of the office cat Hairy Potter. Mom finally came to get me at noon and they gave her antibiotics to give me (mom expects more cat wrangling to give me those,) and some special food for dissolving crystals to eat for 2-3 weeks.
Then I have to go back for another check up.
So that's whats happening friends.
Any other cats out there have crystals? Any advice for mom or me?
-Scooby

Vet Tomorrow

Scooby has been having trouble going pee and is going to see the v-e-t at 8:30 tomorrow morning.
I hope it's a bladder infection and not a blockage. He does manage a few drops at a time, and he keeps trying to go.
He's a tough customer for the v-e-t. They will probably have to sedate him to do the tests.
We will let you know how it goes. Keep your fingers & paws crossed.
Thanks Everyone!!!

Trouble - With a capital "T"

Scooby here...
Shaggs & Scout are in big trouble with mom today!
They were bothering her at 4:30 AM again and she did not take kindly to it. She was cranky when she went to bed and then she couldn't fall asleep, so they picked the wrong time for mischief!

First Shaggy comes in and marches around & around on the bed meowing & grumbling for early breakfast. She got up & gave it to him...and Scout too, because whenever Shaggy scores early breakfast, Scout gets some. Then he pushed his luck and came back 1/2 hour later and tried it again! She growled & grumbled at him, told him to shut up and swept him off the bed with her arm.

Then Scout, with a full & happy tummy decided to start playing with anything he could get his paws on. The last straw was when he found some Tic-Tacs and started throwing the little box around. Do you realize how loud those things are are 4:30 AM!
She came flying out of bed, and was she mad! "DAMMITGUYSLETMESLEEP!"
They both took off like horses in the Kentucky Derby and neither of them has come near her this morning.

Scooby

Scooby has confessed that he is the "barfer" in the house and it wasn't the barf monster (See May 11).
He is putting this to good use because this week he has left his little presents on:
* The couch
* The white berber carpet in the sunroom (always a favorite place)
* By the door as a welcome home present for whoever has the priviledge of stepping in it.

Happy Mother's Day

Dear Mom,
Because we've been so nice to you all
year, how about giving us some extra
Stinky Goodness to celebrate your
day of honor?
Love, Shaggy, Scooby & Scout

The Meme Thing

Casper, KoKo & Rosie have all tagged us for the 7 Random Facts About Us Meme.
Of course there are rules;
Each player starts with seven random facts about themselves. Cats who are tagged need to write on their own blog about the seven things and the rules. You need to choose seven cats to tag and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment that they have been tagged and to read your blog!
Since we are 3 cats, we're gonna come up with 7 random things in combination.
Scooby: I am the mysterious barfer in the house. It isn't the Barf Monster.
Shaggy: I beg mom all day long to be allowed to go outside and chase bugs & birds.
Scout: I was the only one in my litter. My momma cat's name was Chicken.
Scooby: I eat slowly & delicately. Shaggy & Scout gobble theirs so fast I bet they can't taste it.
Shaggy: I roll & take dust baths when I get outside. Mom doesn't like that.
Scout: Daddy carries me to bed with him every night over his shoulder & calls me His Sack of Potatoes.
Scooby: I run and hide when the big noisy trucks go by. UPS & the garbage ones are horrible!
We are going to not follow the rules since we think most every cat has been tagged by now. If you haven't, just go for it! It's fun to play!

Mail Order Cat

Mom had a strange dream the other night.
She dreamed she sent for a cat by mail order.
She had to take whichever one they sent her, and one day two ladies showed up in a red convertible with a big box.
The box was opened to reveal a beautiful, black cat with glossy, medium length long hair. The mail order cat she sent for!
Mom was very happy in her dream and named the kitty Midnight Caress. It was a girl cat.
Anyone care to interpret this dream for her?
PS: We think she is just plain nuts!

Cinco de Mayo

This is Mom's Idea of Cinco de Mayo.
















This is ours.
Fiesta time everyone!!

Not Me!

If you Scroll down to our April 13 post you will see us talking about our encounter with the Barf Monster.
Well, whadda ya know......He came back! Sneaking & creeping into our house in the dead of night.

This time he struck right outside of mom & dads bedroom door.
And mom discovered it by stepping directly into it.
She said a naughty word!

She also seems to think that one of us is responsible.

It is clearly the work of the dreaded Barf Monster.