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| this photo is actually from another visit but you get the idea!!! |
My less-than-desirable journey started on Sunday. Mom came home from the football game and noticed that I had gotten sick after eating my breakfast.
When Mom & Dad called me into the kitchen for dinner I really didn't feel like eating. This is when Mom went into crazy-woman-panic-mode. You see she says I am "food obsessed", (talk about the "pot calling the kettle black!" What nerve!)
Hours passed and my food sat untouched. At 10:30pm Mom tried to give me my usual nightcap of rabbit kibble. (Nope, no way, nada. I'll pass thank-you-very-much!)
This is when Mom really starts going over the edge. She decided to sleep on the couch in the event that I got sick during the night. The way she snores I don't know how she expected to hear anything!
Monday morning arrives: Mom is elated that I had eaten my kibble, not all of it but most of it. At lunch time I heard her telling "Dr.Smiley" that I had eaten as well. They were telling secrets that if I got sick or stopped eating, I would have to come in and see him. No thanks. I high-tailed it into the kitchen and chowed down.
Monday night dinner time: I wasn't hungry. I wasn't feeling well either. Against my better judgement I skipped dinner, and then I proceeded to do the most stupid thing ever! I chose to not use the litter box! I decided not to go to the bathroom AT ALL!
Tuesday morning is when Mom went over the edge. She called "Dr.Smiley" who is her partner in crime and he said to bring me right in with no appointment! Talk about "service with a smile" all at MY EXPENSE!
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| This photo is also from another trip to the vet but see the thrill he gets out of knowing all of the "fun" things that he and his "pals" are gonna put me through? "Unhand me you fiend!!!" |
I saw Mom move my PTU (for those not familiar, in the blog-o-sphere a "PTU" is a "Personal" or "Portable" Transport Unit, otherwise known as a CAT CARRIER) and I made a run for it! I ran straight into Daddy, I KNEW he would be on MY SIDE! Noooo!!! He tricked me! He grabbed me, he even held down the PTU and Mom shoved my sorry gray butt into it. I was humiliated.
When we arrived at "Dr. Smiley's Evil Laboratory" the unthinkable happened! Mom and Dad LEFT ME THERE! They left me ALONE with "Dr.Smiley!" What were they thinking!!??
All I can tell ya my friends is that they poked me, they took my blood, they took pictures of my belly (everyone loves my belly so THAT was no surprise!) and they locked me in a cage for hours and hours! I was getting angrier by the minute! I decided to hide under a towel and shut my eyes hoping that when I woke up it would all be a bad dream.
"Dr.Smiley" told Mom he gave me an "appetite stimulant" Mom thought what I thought. That is like giving Santa Claus a BIG BELLY! You give an "appetite stimulant" to someone who LOVES TO EAT??? (Whatever flips his boat is fine with me! Hmmm...I may be on to something! Pretend I don't want to eat and get a happy pill that makes the humans FEED me MORE!! Yee-Haw!!)
I ate all of my food but it grew later and later and still no sign of Mom and Dad. I am usually a mild-mannered sort but I had had ENOUGH!
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| I will blind him with my evil laser beam eyes!!! This photo is also not from today but you get the idea! |
"Dr.Smiley" and I go way back, you see he has been taking care of me since I was about 12 wks old and normally when I see him I am the purrfect gentleman. Not today! There are certain things you DON'T DO know matter how long you know someone and poking and prodding me are taking just a wee bit of advantage of our history, ya know pal?
You know what I did? I growled and hissed and demanded to see Mom and Dad immediately! You know what happened? It was like MAGIC!! Mom and Dad came!!!
"Dr.Smiley" proceeded to give Mom and Dad a full report, replete with a blow-by-blow report of my hissing and growling ( gee, thanks pal!!)
Mom and Dad were happy cause there are no blockages, my blood tested fine (I could have told them that and they could have saved A LOT of money! Silly humans!!) You know what I DO HAVE? I am backed up with POOP!!! You know what that means? I am FULL OF Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....(Ha! You thought I would say it didn't you?) Not "moi" I'm the purrfect gentleman, remember? I'm also no fool!
So "Dr.Smiley" let Mom and Dad take me home and said they have to watch me tonight. He is hoping that some of that poop will make its way out, if not, I hear there is something waaaay worse in store for me in the next day or so. It begins with an "E". I bet you can guess what THAT IS!
As a "thank you" to my Mom and Dad for unceremoniously dumping me and leaving me with "Dr.Smiley" all day, boy did I ever enhance their ride home! I howled and cried at the top of my lungs!! Mom actually was afraid cause she says I NEVER do that! (That's right lady, just think about leaving me there again and I will show YOU who's boss!)
I writhed and rolled and I even reached my arm out and started jimmying the lock on my PTU! I ALMOST opened it! I was quite proud of myself!
As we approached my home I began to smell familiar smells and I started to calm down. We came upstairs and my brother, Dakota put his face to mine through the iron gate of my PTU prison and gave me the biggest kiss ever!!
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| When they released me I proceeded to tell Dakota all about my ordeal You know why? Guess where HE is going tomorrow??? He gets GROOMED AT THE VET!!!! Poor sucker!!! |
You know what? I let him!! You know what they say, "there's no place like home Auntie Em, there's no place like home!!" Boy is THAT ever TRUE!
Hi Everyone!! "Mom" here! Cody and I would like to THANK YOU for your purrs, prayers, good wishes and concern. I am hoping that he is on the mend! We were blown away with all of your thoughtful messages. It means so much! We thank you and we love each and every one of you!!! Oh and just for the record, Cody and I BOTH ADORE "Dr.Smiley" and the entire staff at
DePorre Veterinary Hospital
