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Kitteh is a Pee Pee Head

February 1st 2008 9:29 am
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OMG, yesterday was, like, the worst. day. evah.

The kitteh and I got dropped off at the vet's this morning for some serious torture. We got our teeth cleaned, and I got x-ray'd. They even got pictures of my intestinal gas!!! I feel so exposed! Can't a girl get any privacy around here anymore?!

We were both getting over our grogginess when momma came to pick us up in the evening. We pranced outta the vet's office with cute li'l bandanas - although I think the kitteh pee'd on his. Seriously... the kitteh smells like pee (take a good whiff, daddy). I would like to take credit for it, but I think he did it to himself.

So the good news... everything checked out fine! I'm healthy as a horse! X-rays, blood work, etc... all were a-OK. So, that pretty much seals my fate. And my peeps' fate. And the kitteh's fate. Poor kitteh.

 

Accident Report

January 31st 2008 11:47 pm
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1/29/08
What: No Accidents!
Where: N/A

1/30/08
What: No Accidents!!
Where: N/A

1/31/08
What: NO ACCIDENTS!!!
Where: N/A

That's FIVE whole days that have been pee pee FREE! I rawk!

 

Ut oh... I got pwn'd

January 29th 2008 10:03 pm
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Holy moly. What the H-E-double-hockey-sticks is THIS?!

A bullystick?!
I have never had a bullystick in my entire short life.

I must declare...
I LOVE BULLYSTICKS

I love 'em so much... I *grrrrowl'd* at daddy when he tried to take it away from me.

MAJOR time-out for me.

*sob*

Me so sad.
Me sowwy.

Give me back the bullystick now?

No?

Ok. :o(

 

Captain Kirk would be proud!

January 29th 2008 5:54 pm
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I was attacked by a klingon today!
Yes! It's true! Even my momma witnessed this with her very own eyes.

It stuck to my butt and wouldn't leave.

Momma was ready to do battle with it, but I took matters into my own paws. I didn't want to, but I had to get tough with it... so I scootch'd my butt across the soft green moss to get rid of it. It took a couple of tries, but I finally got the dingleberry offa me.

Yay, me!

 

Accident Report

January 29th 2008 10:21 am
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1/27/08
What: No Accidents!
Where: N/A

1/28/08
What: No Accidents!
Where: N/A

Woo! That's three days in a row now! Keep yer paws crossed...

 

OoOoo La La!

January 28th 2008 3:10 pm
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I have found the most delectable item in the backyard today... bunny poop. Yep. I discovered a stash of it today in the grass. A whole pile of doggie caviar - just for me! I didn't get to taste it - just got a whiff of it before my momma saw what I was drooling over. She pulled me away before I could sink my teeth into these tasty morsels.

I'll just save it for an after dinner treat. It'll be dark. She won't see what I'm doing back there.

Yum! I can't wait!

 

Copro-WHAT-a-gia?!

January 27th 2008 9:56 am
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What? Why does my momma have a look of horror on her face? It was just a little schnibblet of yesterday's poo. I did let it drop out of my mouth after she told me to "leave it". Now she won't let me near her, and she's calling me poopy breath. How rood! I've written a song to sing my woes (to the tune of Pat Benatar's "Heartbreaker"):

My poo is like a soft serve cone, other times it's not
Sometimes when you're not watching me, I eat it when it's hot
I'm the right kind of sneaky, you're searching in the dark for me
It's a tasty treat you see, and I know that I was born to be

I'm a crap-maker
dump-taker, poo-eater
Don't you mess around with me
I'm a crap-maker
dump-taker, poo-eater
Don't you mess around ... no no no

 

Accident Report

January 26th 2008 8:54 pm
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1/25/08
What: Pee (stopped mid-stream)
Where: Sunroom

1/26/08
What: No Accidents!
Where: N/A

 

Oops, I did it again!

January 26th 2008 8:36 am
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Those peeps, I just can't train 'em right. *shakes her head*

Don't they know by now that I need to have bladder emptied before I wind my crazy self up to play my favorite game: whirlin'-death-shake-plushie. This is where I take a plushie, slap myself in the face with it - all the while twirlin' and whirlin' around like a buckin' bronco.

So I had just finished dinner and gotten some luvin's and neck scritchies before I ran into the sunroom to do my thang. I buck'd, I whirl'd, and I gave death shakes a-plenty. Before my peeps could blink, I had squatted and released a bit o' pee.

Daddy said, "No!"
Momma screamed, "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

So I stopped mid-stream.
Daddy rushed me outside - and I let the rest of it go.

Ya just gotta do what ya gotta do to train 'em right. I'm a patient grrl... I think I can whip these peeps into shape eventually.

 

Thnks Fr Th Mmrs

January 25th 2008 7:48 am
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Ahhh, my first paper towel shredding incident... I remember it fondly as if it were just yesterday.

Wait.
It *was* yesterday!

My peeps left me in the car last night while they went to get some dinner. They came out 45 minutes later they found the remains of a shredded paper towel strewn all over the front seats.

I found this delectable crumpled paper towel - I believe it was cheese flavored - on the floor of the front seat. Naturally, I was only trying to help by disposing of the refuse.

Did they thank me? NO!
Ungrateful wretches.

 
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