Lizzie: Well, Mom is going to Aff-ree-ka tomorrow morning. She is going to some place called Ken-yah and another called Tan-za-nee-ya. She says that she'll be gone for over 2 weeks! Um, hello Mom? Your job is to stay here and take care of us. Yes, we know that Ana the petsitter is coming over while you are gone, but we would rather have you.
Mom: I will miss y'all too, but you know that I like to travel and I can't pass up a chance to see some really big cats. Hopefully, I can get a picture of one to show you when I get back.
Knightly: Wait a minute! No more cats! I don't need any more siblings!
Mom: I will only bring pictures home on the camera. The government frowns upon animal smuggling. Besides, you three are enough.
Firenze: You are coming back, right?
Mom: Of course! And, I will wave to Fat Eric and Pandora & Charlie while I am going through London's Heathrow airport.
Firenze: Okay then.
Too all of our friends, we will be back online mid-March. Mom has promised many of her family and friends that she will post her pictures online for everyone to see. We will make sure that she posts it here too.
Don't have too much fun without us!
PS. she says that she's also going to help us post the asthma and allergy info too when she gets back. Really, she's a slacker so there's no telling how long that will take. ~Knightly
Happy Purrthday Mom!
You are the best (even though you forget to buy us food)! We love you Mom!
Here are some cool facts for our Mom's birthday taken from the birthday calculator
You were born on a Thursday under the astrological sign Pisces.
Your birthstone is Amethyst
The Mystical properties of Amethyst: Amethyst is used to increase spiritually
Your birth tree is
Pine Tree, the Particularity
Loves agreeable company, very robust, knows how to make life comfortable, very active, natural, good companion, but seldom friendly, falls easily in love but its passion burns out quickly, gives up easily, many disappointments till it finds its ideal, trustworthy, practical.
(okay, the part about not being friendly and falling in love easily is not like our Mom)
The moon's phase on the day you were
born was waxing gibbous.
HAPPY PURRTHDAY MOM!!!
~Knightly, Lizzie, & Firenze
Well, since many others are posting clues for the pawtraits, then we probably should too. Here it is:
Girls do not wear socks....
Sorry, but that's it. That's all that Mom said I should say.
But I can tell you the next post will be information about Knightly's asthma and allergies since several kitties have asked.
Happy Valentine's Day!
We hope that all of our friends have a good Valentine's Day. Get lots of naps in and they are best when you have a sleepin' buddy.
Mom says she has some special treats for us tonight and we'll get lots of lap time.
~Knightly, Lizzie & Firenze
Evil Vet Report
Well, I survived.
Since Finn and Buddy asked, Mom takes us to Park Vet Hospital in Durham since it's the closest to our place. Dr Beth was actually really nice to me (Mom: she's always nice to you!) Anyway, she said that I could go down to having one puff a day (Mom: he is talking about his inhaler for his asthma). Mom is happy since that means our petsitter Ana will only have to come by once a day while Mom is in Aff-ree-ka. We like Ana, but we would rather have Mom at home with us.
However... (there had to be a catch somewhere)
Pre-dental blood-werk was mentioned during the visit. I don't like the sound of pre-dental or blood-werk. Dr Beth says that they have to check my blood since I am on ster-oids and that I need to have my teeth cleaned. My teeth get cleaned when I eat crunchy food and that is enough. I don't need a human to clean them for me. As for the steriods, they keep me from hacking up my lungs and it's working just fine, so I don't need to be stabbed. The bad thing is that Mom agrees with Dr Beth.
I also had to get some kind of special shot. They didn't actually stab me but dropped some stuff into my eyes and then up my nose (Mom: the distemper vaccine). I didn't like the nose bit, so I snorted it all over Dr Beth's hands. She still gave me chin skritches, though.
Sigh, maybe she will change her mind about the blood-werk and teeth cleaning while she is in Aff-ree-ka, but I am not holding my breath.
We've been tagged by The Calico Girls and Oscar
Here are the rules:
1. Go into your archives.
2. Find your 23rd post.
3. Post the fifth sentence (or closest to it).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five other people to do the same thing.
My 23rd Post, 5th sentence: Saturday morning, she feeds us, barely.
We tag Timmy, Oreo, Ayla, Sanjee, and Scooby, Shaggy, and Scout and whoever else would like to do it.
I am going to the vet. It doesn't help that Firenze seems to be enjoying this. I'll report back later.
Oh, I am enjoying this - it means that I am not the one going.
Mom got out one of the carrier thingys today.
This is a bad sign.
Notice how Lizzie and Firenze aren't afraid of the carrier thingy.
I am not afraid of them - I just don't like them since it usually leads to going to the evil vet.
Mom said something about me going to see Dr. Beth tomorrow. I hope I don't but it just doesn't look good at the moment.