this has been Petie's

favorite past time as of last. I was just explaining to some girls I chat with, that today, I saw people walking down my street, and when they got to the rose arbor at the end of my walk, they would stop, point and laugh. I just shook my head and walked away, because I knew what they were laughing at. Petie likes to get on top of the arbor and poke his little paws through, and attack andything and everything that comes his way.....

Easter 2009

Petie escapes solitary

and goes on a murdering spree. so far, one mouse, one snake and one bird..... news at 11.

the VET.....

ok, so I thought I would give an update on Petie... Here is what his toe looked like:
so it is not aw swollen here as it was, but off to the vet we went. We get there, and the vet takes a look... The chainsaw had been thwarted.

no Kevlar. no blood... Of course, they were ready for him, his chart was open on the exam table, with a bunch of red caution stickers all over it.... Maybe they knew? maybe they read my other vet blog post here...
they decided to give him a shot of penicillin, that would last two weeks, and lets add insult to injury (literally) they gave him a rabies shot... The tech came in to help. (all 98 lbs of her) and she was leaning on a hissing, spitting, growling ready at any moment to morph into a chainsaw kitty...I mean all 98 lbs was leaning on him, and he was still climbing out of the towel they were using (I told them they would need the Kevlar)... shots accomplished, and Petie stowed safely in his box, it was time to go. He growled the whole time I was at the front counter paying for his torture. He growled the whole way home. (man, he can hold a grudge, and I even laced the box with catnip, to help ease his pain) I brought him inside, and cautiously opened the box, lest I loose a finger...
we were told to soak his foot in Epsom salt every night, which means, I will be wearing said salt solution. He is on day 3 of house arrest and in foul humor. The birds were out in full force today at all the feeders, have a grand time.
I have a feeling when he is off of house arrest several things will happen. One, he will go on a killing spree. Two- I doubt we'll see him for a night or two...

petie...

has to go to the vet today. Yesterday, his hind foot was insanely swollen, and he will put weight on it, but not much. I soaked it is epsom salt last night, as per the vet. Well, let me rephrase. I soaked my self in epsom salt yesterday, while petie snickered. After "soaking" (ie: me wearing more that he did) I did see where his boo-boo is, and it looks like he ripped his one toe nail. Today, the toe is kind of oozey, which is supposed to happen from soaking in the epsom salt. (so the vet said) This morning, he has an appointment at 9:45 for the vet. I warned then to have the kevlar handy. I am not sure they believe me. Am I a bad pet owner, if I bring my camera??

woo-hoo!!!

I just got a 100 on my final!! I was the first one done and i thought I bombed it!

'nuff said!

the problem with being

Petie.
I was busy today, typing the paper that is due tomorrow (with PLENTY of time to spare) anyhow, when I was finished, I went to back door to let in the dog. It was a rather nice day out, so he was on the deck. Petie strolls in. He goes immediately to the fridge and when it will not open automatically, he looks at me and yowls. I put my hand down to pet him. You remember, right? The time I posted about his arching up to meet us, when we were petting him... anyhow, he arches up on his tippy toes to meet my hand. Somehow is all the antics, he lost his footing. How I have no idea, he has the largest back feet I have seen. (Bugs Bunny would be envious) Petie falls backward, and as to not fall, he takes a step back, RIGHT into the dog's water bowl. His WHOLE backside. Feet, tail, and tush now dripping with water. Not just any water, but water that has been contaminated by those slobbery mutts that he has to put up with. I am sorry, but I stood there, looking at this pathetic sopping wet cat and laughed. I mean out and out belly laugh. Priceless. His ears went IMMEDIATELY flat. He turned, stuck his tail up in the air, went through the doggie door, and stompped down the satirs. Have you ever heard a cat stomp?? he sounded like a herd of elephants.... Wonder if he will arch up to meet our hands anymore?