Saturday, 30 April 2011

I’m OK on the Big Boat

After having been in the PTU and in the car, I thought I’d better let you know I am OK on the big boat.  I’ve spent most of today asleep on the bed and on Mum’s lap, and now am making good use of Mum’s chair.  I even met the neighbours, albeit through the porthole.


It doesn’t look too traumatic, does it.


Mind you, if they start the engine and actually want to go somewhere, things might be different.

I’m a big fat ginger nearly boating cat.

Thursday, 28 April 2011

In the PTU!

I'm in the PTU in the car and I am not happy!

Blissfully Unaware!

Posted by Puss' Mum.

Here's Puss, having a nap on the sofa.


Little does he know that in a few hours, the PTU will come out, and he's off to the big boat!


For now, I'll just let him sleep.

Friday, 15 April 2011

V-E-T Visit

So Kitties, I went to the V-E-T's.  Mum was quite sneaky, hiding the PTU so I didn't see it until it was too late.  Then she discovered Dad had gone off with her keys in his dinner bag, so she wasn't best pleased.  He bought them back, but I had to stay in the PTU for ages, and we were late!

This time I saw the Man-V-E-T, or really, the Boy-V-E-T.  He said "my, you're a big boy", like it was something we didn't already know, then he checked me over.  He looked at my ears, eyes, and teeth, and had a good feel of my belly which I wasn't very impressed with.  Luckily there was no sign of the thermometer.  Apparently my teeth are quite good.  Then I got weighed.  It seems that at 8.2 kg (18 pounds), I am overweight.  Kitties, I can't believe that.

Mum and the Boy-V-E-T had a lengthy discussion about my diet (I'm already on light food and that is weighed and measured to an inch of it's life before I get it), whilst I busied myself by shedding lots of ginger fur all over the Boy-V-E-T's surgery.  Mum said I was very good, as I didn't put the bitey on the Boy-V-E-T once.

So, I am all fit and well, apart from being a bit too cuddly, but it doesn't end there.  Mum came home with these.  Do you see the size of those?


Giant worming tablets!  I know I haven't got worms, and I am sure Mum knows I haven't got worms, but apparently I still have to take them.  And I need to have 2 cos I'm extra cuddly.  They don't look quite so bad out of the packet, but they are still big!


So, there I am, sitting on the sofa, minding my own business.


and Dad's going "look, kitty, what's this"?  I'll have a look, just in case, but does he think I am stupid?


Nope, I'm not eating that.


I told you, I'm definitely not eating that.


Oh, OK, it seems that I am.  I did put up a good fight, and kept spitting the tablet out, but he got it down in the end.


The indignity of it all!


The second pill they wrapped in a bit of corned beef, and cos I really really likes corned beef, I'd eaten that before I noticed it was there.  I didn't fall out with Dad though, and he didn't seem to mind too much that I'd put the bitey on his finger.


So I'm good to go now for another year!

I'm a big fat ginger cat who definitely doesn't have worms!

Wednesday, 6 April 2011


Kitties, I've been reprieved.  The good news is Mum had to go to work this afternoon, so I couldn't go to the V-E-T's myself as I'm not allowed to drive the car on my own.  The bad news is I'm sure I heard her re-arranging it for Friday morning, so I'm not out of the woods yet.

Will keep you posted.

Tuesday, 5 April 2011


Oh nooss.  I just heard Mum on the phone to the V-E-T's.  She didn't forget! Tomorrow I've got to go to the V-E-T and have big needles stuck in me!!

If they do that thing with the thermometer, I won't be pleased!!

It's not good kitties.

Sunday, 3 April 2011

My Co-Ordinated Tummy

Why is it every time I lay down, Mum wants to take photos of my tummy! It is a very nice tummy, of course, and I can hear the Snorgle Monsters approaching from here.


Aside from my fluffy tummy, I've also just noticed that I match Mum's Slippers perfectly.


I'm a big fat ginger co-ordinated cat.

Saturday, 2 April 2011

See my Teeth!

Don't be afraid, I'm only yawning!


I'm a big fat ginger toothy cat!

Friday, 1 April 2011

I got Mail, but it's not good!

This morning, I got mail, which is supposed to be a good thing, right?  It was a big postcard, addressed to me and everything.  I was quite excited until I saw what it was.   Do you see what it is?


It's a postcard from the V-E-T!!  That can't be right, surely.  It doesn't bode well, I can feel it in my whiskers!

I'm a big fat ginger worried cat.

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