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Friday, April 16, 2010

Okay ... Now what?

Grandma kept today's appointment at the v-e-t for Puffy and Pumpkin. Both boys had a special "sugar" test for their diabetes to re-evaluate how much insulin they should be taking. Mom was gonna buy more insulin and needles this weekend 'cuz they were running kinda low ... she was prepared for that.

But what happened today? Mom doesn't really understand an' Grandma wasn't too good at explainin' what Dr. Hannigan had said. Needless to say, both boys came home today totally freaked out (ask Mom 'bout the rivulet of pee that led from the livin' room clear down the hallway an' under her bed that Pumpkin made when he was released from the PTU).

Apparently, Puffy's sugar was at 67 an' Pumpkin's was at 43 when they were tested in the early afternoon today. They both got their insulin shots at 8 o'clock this morning as they're supposed to have ... Mom's careful 'bout insulin AND only feeds us the diabetic diet from Prescription Science Diet (although she'd rather we eat the prebiotic diet from Eukanuba). We're all losin' a little bit of weight from the "fat cat" food ... but now NEITHER Pumpkin nor Puffy needs insulin. The v-e-t thinks that their diabetes can be controlled with diet exclusively.

Mom's happy for the boys (an' her pocketbook 'cuz insulin an' needles are pricey), but she's confused, too. Pumpkin had been nearly dead back in early November and became Lazarus-like after the miracle of insulin. What happens now that he's no longer gettin' two shots a day? How's she supposed to watch him drink water an' pee in the litterbox when she's at work?

I've promised to do my best to snoopervise the boys an' report back to Mom with what I see. At least Charmee's still on the Buspirone twice a day. Can you believe that he sits on the floor under where Mom keeps the pills to alert her when it's 8 o'clock an' he is due for another dose? I guess he likes the flavor of the Pill Pockets, right? Or ... It's like I've been singin' all along: Charmee is WEEEIIIRRRRRRDDDDD!

Sunday, April 04, 2010


Happy Easter to efurryone ... and YES(!) we had ham for dinner.

Mom asked me to blog so that efurryone will know that we who live in Sandy Eggo are just fine after the 7.2 earthquake that we had today at around 3:40 PM PDT. It was in Baja California, Mexico, an' while we could FEEL it, it didn't do any real damage where we live. I watched Mom jump up an' hold onto the doorjamb, but I just rode it out on the bed pillows watching the ceilin' fan rock back an' forth. Don't get me started 'bout those wussy Feline Americans ... the boys FREAKED OUT an' looked for places to hide!

In the past four hours, we've had a bunch of aftershocks (one was out east in the Imperial County area an' was about 5.1) ... There were so many that I kinda lost count ...

Just so that efurryone knows, we Californians have LOTS of earthquakes efurryday (mostly really little ones) ... I do live on a fault ... so it's part of a "normal" day. Please don't spend your day worryin' 'bout us, 'cuz we're gonna be just fine.


Saturday, April 03, 2010

In Honor of Easter an' bunnies efurrywhere!

I know that this isn't "new" ... an' that others, like Derby, have it on their bloggies for Easter, but I just couldn't resist puttin' it up on mine 'cuz Mom's furriend, Rose, sent it to her in an email today ...

All I need to know I learned from the Easter Bunny!

Don't put all your eggs in one basket.
Everyone needs a friend who is all ears.
There's no such thing as too much candy.
All work and no play can make you a basket case.
A cute tail attracts a lot of attention.
Everyone is entitled to a bad hare day.
Let happy thoughts multiply like rabbits.
Some body parts should be floppy.
Keep your paws off of other people's jelly beans.
Good things come in small, sugar coated packages.
The grass is always greener in someone else's basket.
To show your true colors, you have to come out of the shell.
The best things in life are still sweet and gooey.
May the joy of the season fill your heart.
Happy Easter!