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Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Vocabulary - with Spyder

im·pos·si·bil·i·ty - noun \(ˌ)im-ˌpä-sə-ˈbi-lə-tē\

1 the quality or state of being impossible

2 something impossible

Example of IMPOSSIBILITY:

Getting a very silly three-legged kitty to hold still for a picture is an impossibility.

Thursday, September 15, 2011

My New Blankie

So I've got a new, big crate now, and a new bed, and new toys - and a new blankie! I can walk pretty good now - enough so that I can even play and chase things a little in my new big crate.

Still in isolation, but Mom says we're going back to see the vet soon, so maybe we can go meet the rest of our new family soon.

I'm walking much better now, and I've discovered the unmitigated joy of tummy rubs. My favorite place is still up on Mom's shoulder, but my bed is a close second.

And now my bed even has a new blankie - see?

Mom wanted me to show you my new mouse with the little fluffy bits on his tail, but I couldn't stop playing with him long enough for her to get the picture.


I love to be pet now, and I'm really liking my new home - so much that I purr a real lot. Mom says I'm really coming out of my shell, which is weird, cuz I don't even have a shell.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Picture Time!

OK, so when you're trying to take a picture of your kitten, and your husband's got one of those nifty Things-On-A-Stick (TOAS) to get him to look alert, this is how things go:
Dang.
Dang. Again.
Aw, come on - he was looking right at the camera when I snapped this!
Better...
Ok, this one's cute. But why does he hang out in the litterbox?
Target acquired...lasers charging...
"Wait a minute...is that the camera? You have the camera out again, don't you?"
Lasers fully charged and locked on sister kitty.
Target reacquired...Must...swat...TOAS...

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Vet Visit

I went to the vet's today to have my stitches out.

First the vet checked my ears, eyes, and nose. He said my ears were much better, but Mom has to still keep cleaning them twice a day, and I still have to take my medicine - yuck! And to top it all off, I'm two whole pounds now, which means I gained weight (yay!), so I have to take a little more of the yucky medicine (boo!). But I don't have to get the medicine that goes in my eyes now, so that's good.

I didn't really like getting my stitches out, but they were kinda itchy, so I guess that's good too. The vet and Mom talked about making sure I was up and moving around a little so I can build up strength in my back leg. Mom told him she's been putting my canned food a little bit away from me so I have to walk a little to get there - she's been doing that on purpose!

He said I'm doing really well. I have to stay away from my new kitty brothers and sister for at least another week, though, just to make sure I'm all better and won't give anyone else my runny nose and yucky ears.

And Mom sent an email to the shelter that saved me to let them know I'm doing OK and was getting my stitches out today. She sent them pictures, too.

Here are some she took today:

Still not happy about that "making me walk for the food" thing.
See? No stitches! My hair still looks a little silly, but Mom says it'll grow back.
Best thing about the day so far - chin scratches!

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Picture Time!

I'm a little shy, and Mom had some trouble getting me to pose for the camera, but here I am:



Mom says she looks like she's choking me in the second picture, but she isn't! She's just helping me look at he camera, and rubbing my chin with her thumb (chin rubs are one of my favorite things in the world!).

For some reason, she decided to make a really big deal out of the fact that I pooped the day this was taken - this past Wednesday (my second day in my new home, and I didn't poop the first day, but I didn't eat much, either). I don't quite get it, but I got canned food today and that was really yummy, so hey, if it's poop they want, it's poop they'll get. I also pooped in the litterbox (duh) which is also apparently a big deal.

Canned food, new toys, and chin rubs. This, except for the medicine which I think tastes yucky, was a good day.