Thursday, March 20, 2008
This Won't Hurt a Bit
Today I was stuffed into that hateful carrier and brought to the place where Dee Dee sometimes leaves me for what seems like forever when she and Frank go on something called a "vacation." But this time I didn't go back in the room with all the cages and strange cats. No, this time Dee Dee stayed with me and took me to a small room that smelled funny.
She let me out of the carrier, which was good, and of course I had to explore every corner of the room. After a while a woman came in and Dee Dee talked to her, then she picked me up and put me on the table so the woman could do something called taking my temperature. Dee Dee held the front of me and started scratching me under the chin, which was very nice, and then the woman held onto my tail with one hand and had a strange thin object in her other hand and . . . I'm not going to say what happened next because it was too undignified and just wrong.
After the woman left the room, a man came in and listened to my heart and squeezed around my stomach and looked at my teeth. Then he and Dee Dee talked and she seemed very happy. Before I knew it I was back in the carrier and in the car on the way home. This was much better than staying at that place for days and I wouldn't have minded it if it hadn't been for the carrier, the car ride, and that awful woman who did unspeakable things to me.
When I got home I jumped up on my cat tree and relaxed. Dee Dee said we didn't have to do that again until next year, which is fine with me. I just hope that evil woman is gone by the time I have to go back.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Twentysomething Tortie
Today Dee Dee took a test for me at CatAge.com. She wanted to find out how old I am in human years (which seems a bit species-centric since I am not a human!), and this site takes into account how healthy I am and how well Dee Dee is taking care of me when it determines my human age. Dee Dee took a similar test for humans on RealAge.com, and that's how she found out about CatAge.
Well, I am proud to say that I am 25.2 years old in human years, 10.9 years younger than the average CatAge for my breed (domestic shorthair). I am actually 5 years old. The CatAge report says that Dee Dee takes very good care of me, but of course I knew that. She feeds me Avoderm, a very delicious canned food (I like the chicken and the fish best), takes me to the vet for my annual checkup (although I do not like the trip in the car in my carrier!), and makes sure I stay in the house at all times. And, of course, I get plenty of love -- I think she must kiss me 50 times a day!
I think I should get extra points for being a tortoiseshell because we are so smart and spunky, but that wasn't part of the test. I am one lucky cat!