Showing posts with label Opus and Roscoe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Opus and Roscoe. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Two Tabby Tuesday

No, not two tabby tuesday. We just finded out bout our good furiend Roscoe an our eyes is leaking.



Victor "sQuint" Tabbycat wif an eye update: Mom's loosin it. She hauled me out from unner Dad's desk an tooked me to the vet yesterday, then brought me rite back home agin wifout dem doin anyfing! Today, I hided efun better so she couldn't take me to da vet agin. Muwahahahaha! I's feelin lots better anyway an pushin Nina round a bit. But OW, she hitted me in the eye again!

No vet again until Friday morning. The infection must be viral since it hasn't responded to antibiotics. By Friday, the infection should be cleared up enough for the corneal exam to make sure there's no injury as well. Victor has NOT learned his lesson about pouncing Nina.

Monday, October 22, 2007

Fall-ow Up

I wanted to follow up on our Fall pictors frum Caturday's Photo Hunters. Here's part of the front yard before an after Mom an the boy chased the leafs around.
Before:
It's Fall
After:
After
Hmmm. Looks like Dad mite need to feed the grass eater again.

Here's anofur set...
Before:
Too Many Leaves
After (same tree, diffrint side):
After the Raking and Blowing
See the piles along the curb? That's what my beans made!
Dat's a lot of leafs! They has to get them to the curb so the City can bring big leaf eatin monsters to carry them away. Seems like a lot of werk just to see the grass.
The Piles

Ok, we also gots some furiends to mention fur sharin their special knowledges an talents wif us! First off, Opus an Roscoe in Italy will answer questions, so we asked a furry impawtant question bout stinky goodness (day 2). They gave us sum grate idears! I's still werkin on openin the refrigerator door. I fink it helps if I stick my head in when it's closin, so it don't seal. I fink we gotta push fur the small cans alla time so it's nefur old/cold food.

Secondly, the cats at Zoolatry helped their mom, Ann, to make wonderous pictors of us! ::spin:: Here's me wif fishies! Mmmmm, fishies! An I fink they really caught the essence of Bonnie. Um, don't tell her I sed that.

Ok, that's it fur now. Mom's gotta turn the puter off an take the boy to Boy Scouts, whatefur that is. All I know is, last time he brought home nice short ropes fur me to play wif. Then he tied them in knots (I helped). Maybe he'll bring me fishies tonight! Hugs an purrs to alla our good furiends, an nose kisses fur my sweet Lady Sadie Badie.