The Adventures of Being Me

He is a beautiful cat, the vet nurse said so. He was a little afraid to get out of the carrier so the vet picked him up. At least he was good and didn't bite or scratch anybody. He was good through the ears, eyes, and heartbeat quick inspections. He hissed and growled when the vet took his matted fur bunches off his butt, and soon I was told of a undercoat rake comb to get those tangles better than a flea comb with less hurtful pulling. Neither cat loves brushing or combing, however essential. I went on Petco.com for one. Guess he will be getting more brushing whether he likes it or not, summer requires it. Next was the shots and Precious was not happy being stabbed, but again nobody was injured. The vet nurse did a good job holding him down. He weighed 14.7 lbs. so the vet assured me this was as high as he should get. Now I have to measure his food and hope he doesn't eat too much of Frodo's share. Frodo is a little smaller and less stocky. His shots come in August. Oh, an...

I was carrying Precious inside cause he didn't want to come in and as I walk in there is a vaccuum cleaner running from the other staircase. Precious freaks scratching my face and arm. Next I know blood is dripping down my lip and I try to catch it with my hand. Frodo and Precious won't come upstairs. I grab a paper towel and hold it crying for the damn cats to get up here. Can't exactly pick them up now. Precious comes up and I run out of room on the towel. I wash the blood off my hands and get another paper towel. I wiggle the fishing pole calling Frodo to come up. After a minute of staring at me, he comes up. I look in a mirror and see a big scratch above lip where the blood was coming out, a small cut just inside my bottom lip, and then 2 scratches on my cheek that were less gushing. When it finally stops, I rub out the stains on the hallway carpet, bathroom floor, counter and wall by the paper towels, and the sink. Then I rubbed off the blood stains off the fishing pol...

I got an email my boyfriend replying from my reply on his getting a promise ring for me. He thinks we should get a set and exchange them on my birthday as I suggested. Promise rings for men? What a weirdo. His next email said a coworker explained to him that promise rings are one way deals. I feel like Dodger finding Oliver in Oliver Twist (How green can you get? Dodger says in a film version). At least he knows I was not making up the promise ring idea. Post later. Bye!

I had my hands full this week. My watched my niece a few days at my apartment. I took her outside and she freaked when the neighbor kids came by to pet the cats. She does not handle strangers well, but how do you explain to a kid that the reason she is crying is because the kid is just too friendly. I took her swimming and she hated the kids splashing her when they jumped in. I took her to the zoo and rode the camel ride, rode the train, and fed the goats, fish, and ducks. I bought her a penguin and some rocks. I bought her sunglasses since my sister forgot to pack them but they disappeared after feeding the animals. I guess she laid them down to feed them in the shade and someone took off with them. She was not ready to go home when her father came to pick her up. Next I asked my current love interest if it was alright to introduce him to my parents and any familiar faces I might meet at my hometown's 4th of July celebration "my boyfriend". More or less from lack of a ...

I went to my niece's dance recital and was 20 minutes late because my cat Frodo refused to come back inside after our walk. After calling him for 40 minutes, I heard a meow but found no cat. I left him outside because I don't have all day to hunt him down. The dance recital was 4 hrs. and 15 min. long. Naturally, I was worried about Frodo thinking of bored teenagers torturing him or like the cat a few days ago who came home with a piece of metal sticking out of his head believed to be from a raccoon trap and was put to sleep because the owners couldn't afford the removal of the metal piece. He was fine. I whistled for him from the car. Not at the front door. Went around the back door and heard Precious meowing from the window. Frodo meowed when he saw me. He was thirsty. The apartment was stuffy so I was glad I left my ceiling fans on. They are chillin on the balcony now. All is well. Post later. Bye!

For the second this month, a kid has said that they don't want to play with the fat cat (Precious), they want to play with the skinny cat (Frodo). Too bad skinny cat Frodo is terrified of people and hides from these kids. Fat cat Precious loves attention, but despises being picked up. He even paws at the kids when he no longer wants their attention and scratches when they don't back off, Frodo just scratches if they try to touch him. Post later. Bye!

Today when out for our walk, Frodo was sniffing the new plants that have a felt/tar paper over the dirt with broken up bricks on top and kept looking at this one spot. Nothing there, then I saw the bricks move up, then down. I think an animal was trying to emerge out of the felt/tar paper stuff but it overlapped enough that it never got through. Frodo sniffed at the moving bricks and then got bored when it didn't come out. Oh well, probably a chipmunk, mole, or whatever was burrowing under the plants. Post later. Bye!

Romeo came 4 minutes to 1. We were having our walk outside. My cat Frodo disappeared and after 40 minutes (a record) of hunting and calling, I decided to teach him a lesson about not coming when I call him and just leave. While looking for him, other cat Precious meowed from the window so that confused Romeo when listening to Frodo meows. He made a neighbor's dog bark. On the way out, there was Frodo. Naturally he ran away from the stranger and Romeo hid under the steps while I grabbed him outside. I gave the treats, petted Frodo, and ran out the door. I forgot the map so had to go back. I drove us to the place and Romeo was grateful I was driving cause he would have gotten lost. He asked how long it took me to get use to the city streets. Actually I was already familiar with the main streets and where things were because living in a tiny town, we visited often to shop, see movies, etc. My homeotwn has nothing. The smaller streets of residential areas where a friend lives required ...

I took my cats out as usual. It stopped raining finally and sun peeked out. When I went looking for Frodo towards the end of our outing (he was watching a chipmunk in a tree then disappeared), Precious got distracted and chased a squirrel into the bushes next to the playground. I heard Frodo meow so I knew he was within yelling distance. Soon, I had to call for Precious. He comes tearing out of the bushes and runs behind me. A stray cat comes out of the bushes too. He chases Precious to the back door and lets out a loud cat fight scream. Stray cat starts following me as a call my cats and meows while I call them. He stops when I stop. I can't find Precious in the bushes anywhere near the door. Some lady brings her dogs out and I start talking to this stray cat claiming he is the reason my cats won't come home. I walk upstairs and grab the can cat food to encourage them to come. I hear distant meows and the stray cat talking. Go inside and cook a cheese sandwich after propping t...