Lost kitty

Naturally I lose Precious again. He ran across the street with the wooded area and Frodo played in the tree by the front door, then moving to the pool area. Near the front door, Precious comes back twice and runs off again. On our way back towards the back door (pool area), I cry for Preicous. I hear a distant meow. He is within yelling distance. I know he is in the cat's paradise. I cry and cry thinking he will run back. Then he stops meowing. Uh-oh. I go across the street towards his last meow and call him some more. More meowing. Guess what, I find him behind a fence (I told ya there were holes in these fences) and he walks around trying to find a way out. The fence seem to make an enclosure with the barbs on top along with bush branches. My poor baby is trapped. Luckily, I know I'm a drama queen in my emails, the fence just reached below my waist and I bent over the fence. Precious ran to me and picked him up. Frodo was happy to see him. The time for our microchipping was soon approaching and I had to carry Frodo in this time with Precious following. Frodo hides when I grab Precious first so I carry Frodo in.

Microchipping. Precious was so petrified that he wouldn't come out of his carrier. I petted him, snuzzled his forehead, and filled out paperwork for the microchip. Vet nurse came in when he finally decided to come out and I was petting him. I explained he was scared. He stepped on the scale. Last time I weighed him at 10 pound. He is 10.25 pounds. My scale is not broken. I read a book that said tomcats (unfixed) are usually 8 to 15 pounds where females are 5.5 to 10 pounds. 15 pounds!!!! That is a big cat. Anyway, they came to fetch my paperwork and soon the vet came to shake my hand. Precious snuzzled their nearby hands. He loves attention. The vet people fussed over his soft coat. Yes, he is combed regularly to stay that way. I was warned he may be sore for a few days in between the shoulder blades where they place it. And it is a long needle. I warned them of Precious sharp claws, they need trimming. I didn't want anyone to get hurt. They took him into another room and I waited. They brought him back in a towel and said he was a very good kitty. He loved being in a towel. Therefore, trimming nails was unnecessary.

On the back, I decided I didn't feel like cooking so I stopped at Wendy's and got a hamburger for me and some chicken for the kitties. Guess what. I got the medium drink that didn't fit the cupholder, so it fell out during a quick turn and thank God I placed this cup on the right cupholder (easier to grab than the left one). After I eat my hamburger and kitties gnaw on the chicken nuggets, I go out with carpet stain remover. Still needs sopping up. I use tissue to sop up what's left and spray all over. I drove on a hilly street so it swished around. The floor mat dripped of pop so I held it over the pavement until it stopped. I get the paper towels and use the half roll left absorbing the carpet stain remover. Perhaps I sprayed too much. At least it looks okay. Post later. Bye!