Froot Bat Friday

So yesterday, I was still hungry, even after the whole fish oil thing. So I ate a whole box of Lucky Charms. I don't know why Mom started crying when Dad told her he found the empty box. But they tasted so good! The good news is that my tummy and 'tocks were ok. The bad news is that I didn't get much for dinner. Only like 1/4 cup. That's like nothing. Mom thinks maybe I'm bored because we haven't been playing as much or even going outside lately since it's been crazy freezy cold here the last couple of weeks. I think it's just that I'm hungry.all.the.time. I have a feeling that there are some walks in my future. Hope everyone has a great weekend!

Oh, and the stoopid, horrible evil twin name poll thingy ends February 1 at midnight EST. Please vote! Because I'm starting to think having an evil twin around here might not be a bad idea...

Thoughts on Thursday: A PSA

By Titus Theodore

I am thinking that it wasn't that great of an idea to eat like 50 of Dad's salmon oil pills yesterday morning. I just thought you all should know that in case anyone was thinking of chowing down on anything like that. Thank you.

Your pal,
Titus

PS - JH, I'm sorry. They just smelled so darn good. Please don't be disappointed in me.


The Mom's note: *Somekitty* (and I'm told it's the evil twin) knocked the bottle on the floor and Titus chewed it open and ingested some of the pills. I called the Dawg ER and was told to induce vomiting. I induced, he did his part, and neither of us will ever be the same. I won't go into details, but it was pretty gross (which probably says a lot since I'm (unfortunately) very used to having to make him vomit) and that smell seems to be stuck in my nose. Anyway, we accounted for 45-48 of the pills and all is well. The tech at the ER was very polite and tried really hard not to laugh when I called. When I called him back to let him know that our mission was successful, he didn't try that hard any more and was laughing right out loud. Count on the Furry Kids to make someone's day. I'm just glad that I didn't have to call our regular v-e-t. They've come to expect this kind of call from us and don't even try not to laugh any more.

Congratulations!!!

Congratulations to our pal, Jeter Harris, on being Catster's Cat of the Week!



Thank you, Skeezix, for letting us use this graphic.

White Dawg Wednesday

This is a picture of me doing one of my very favorite things - perching on the couch arm, looking out the window. I think this picture is very, very artistic since it's actually a picture of my reflection in the TV.

In other news, my tummy is feeling better. I haven't ralphed and my 'tocks seem to be on the mend. Plus, I get to eat SMALL, FREQUENT meals of chicken and rice (score!) and it is very delicious.

~Titus

PS - Jeter, I heard that you are a life coach and I think maybe I need some help with my litterbox surfing problem. I think it's starting to affect my life in a negative way. Are you willing to work with dawgs? I know that you're not all that excited about our fair species, but can I please make an appointment with you? I think I have a problem.

Daisy, do you think maybe you could give me your medical opinion? Do I need to be hynotized? My Dad knows someone who got hypnotized to stop smoking and he hasn't smoked in 3 years. What do you think?