What-the heck- is that?
Simon grew together? I don't know but it sure looks strangely funny.
This is about Peanut, a little cat with big heath problems. She has multiple Liver shunts and microvasular dysplasia. She has much to say, and isn't shy about sharing her views.
What-the heck- is that?
Simon grew together? I don't know but it sure looks strangely funny.
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More pics of Simon, tiny little Simon...
check that out, just a hair taller than the toy cat.
From Peanuts perspective: His head is too big, and he isn't fuzzy-why bother.
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In other news, the weather has been frightful. CT was hit by a serious of strong Thunderstorms. The last 2 days were so scary for us that we, that is us kitties tried to fing places to hide, just in case. Mom had the flashlight ready, hoping the power wouldn't go out and flood the cellar, again. When the hail started we all (except mom) ran for cover. The sound was awful. From what mom told us, we are due for more all next week. Mom's worried about the big Pine tree in the back yard. If that falls our home is done for. Hope everyone out there is save.
And now some long overdue pics of my feline family....enjoy.
Max, big fluffy, and oh so gentle.......
The old Lady of the house: Cookie (fig Newtens)Posted by Queen Peanut at 1:04 PM 0 comments
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So, finally she got too sick for me to take care of, and I went to stay with a really nice woman. She had a son who I could just love to pieces. I let him love me, and got so fond of him, that I even let him rub my belly. He could hear me talking, something only mom was able to do. I was so happy, that I started to feel much better about being away from my mom. I did miss her so much at first, I could hardly eat anything. The woman got me moms jacket from home, that helped a lot But the kind hearted man waited for me, and was so understanding about it, that I just had to be nice to him. Both the woman and her son are now my friends. But I do like "him" best, I am a girl after all. Mens voices are so soft and deep, and so nice to listen too.
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It has been a long time since mom posted anything. Some of you might have thought we were gone. But, here we are, after a long winter, back with more on what's happening with me.
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That is one important date for me. I will be 3 years old! I expect lots of presents, just so you all know. Cards too! E-mails and assorted goodies please. Don't forget the birthdaycake. Last year I got a new blankey for my bed, and shrimp. More Rubber balls than I could play with, so I shared. And some of my favorite balls, with bells in them. Oh what fun that was, we drove mom crazy with all the dingling, tinklig of those balls. :))
For me it is going to be a milestone. An important one in fact. As my life expectantcy was given as 3-5 years, I have reached a big birthday. Not just that, I am still doing fantastic! Who would have thought that? I guess I am living prove that some things are indeed possible, if tended to, as mom tends to me in the most awesome way. She works hard to keep me well. So come celebrate with me! It's going to be a blast! Free cat nip for everyone.
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Valentine's day: no card still. Poop to you all. If you live in New England you'll understand my dismay over this awful weather we are having. It's not a snow storm, it's an Ice storm. Yuck, I can hear those pellets hitting the window, while shivers run down my spine. At least the poor dog next door was taken in last night, finally! What really irritates me is that I am always the last to get fed here, by virtue of my special diet. That is so unfair. Thursday: Actually I don't have too many gripes today. The sun is shining on the icy landscape and even I can appreciate that. But one little grievance I have, and that is:why do I have to cough up these awful hairballs? Is that befitting of a queen? NO! Now I have to use my other paw to keep track of them. I had 6 hairballs thus far in my life. I am just so glad no one saw me doing it. And why is it my job to keep the kids in line anyway? There are 2 orange kids here who shamelssly play at nap time, don't they have any clue? IT IS NAP TIME kids! Why is there no spellcheck here on my vent space? Hello blog people, are you listening? English isn't exactly my first language you know. If I wrote in meow, no one would get it. So, pleeeazzz, add spell check here. I really got to vent about this here issue: seeing how I am the queen, why did mom keep me from slapping the old girl Cookie around a bit? I just am besides myself, mom stopped me, just as I hawled out to give her the royal slap on the head. It is so humiliating to be censored in what I consider my royal liberties. And in front of everyone! I could just hide in shame. Not to mention one of those pics mom put up for all to see. My head is too big, my hair is messed up, and I look scared. Why did she have to show everyone that one? The other pic made me famous, and I don't mind, it's one of my better baby pics.