My name is NOT Phat Boy!

This is MY chair!

I am NOT a wide body!

I don't care WHAT that photo shows...I am NOT a wide body! I get sooo tired of hearing that I am fat and when am I going to deliver my kittens! I get called Phat Boy, Wide Body and Porker all the time. I am told that I am going to be a 20-pound cat! Leave me alone already. My body turns everything into fat. I can't help it. Gizmo is the same way. We don't eat a lot but we just pack on the pounds. We didn't get a good start in life, alright? That just means that there is more of us to love! And I really don't care if I have to have a new hole drilled in my collar because it is getting tight! Mommy Bonnie made a comment about a cat named Garfield. Who is Garfield anyway? Both of my mommies are not slim, but you wouldn't know that to hear them call me names. Pot-kettle.

I had a slight coughing fit this morning. Tacumwah ran over to check on me. I was really surprised. She doesn't like me, but she wanted to make certain I was ok.

I have a favorite chair now. Last night my brother and I slept in it together but Mommy Bonnie didn't get a photo. Mommy puts me on the sofa next to her when we work on my blogs and I have been lying next to her the last two days...at least for a little while. I like to chase the arrow on the screen. And last night I had the run of the whole house for the very first time. I jumped on Mommy's bed but didn't stay. I was in and out of Mommy's room all night.

The windows are open today and we are getting fresh air. Mommy went to Wal-Mart and bought us some food. I can't wait until dinner! I guess she is making her famous Greek pork roast tonight for Mommy Bonnie. Maybe I can try it.

Mommy Bonnie wants me to drink milk for my bones, but I keep turning down milk and ice cream. I don't understand what Marquette sees in it. Tacumwah and I don't like those things. Give us meat and cheese!

~There is no such thing as a free kitten.~

Blossom Ridge Farm blog

The URL for Blossom Ridge Farm is http://blossomridgefarm.blogspot.com. For some reason Blogger doesn't like that name and thinks Mommy is creating a spam blog. You can click on the link and it will take you to the second blog where you will learn all about the vineyard, the veggie garden and the cottage.

I haven't done much today. Mommy found a small fang on the floor in the kitchen. It isn't mine. So now she has a fang from me and one from my brother, Marquette. Whatever is she going to do with them?

It is time for dinner and I am hoping I can get Mommy off the sofa to feed us. It is one of the highlights of my day! She has been very busy creating the Blossom Ridge Farm blog today. It took ALL day! She is tired.

I guess the basement won't be started until Monday, so Mommies won't have to drive down to camp until the weekend to take photos of the excavation. That is nice. Mommy would like to finish her book. She said to tell my readers that she is reading John Grisham's The Innocent Man. She reads it every spare minute she has. It is non-fiction and she highly recommends it!

A dreary day

Me (R) and Marquette after playing hard!

It has been a few days since I have posted to my blog and I have been very busy adjusting to my freedom!

I finally started venturing out of the bedroom but I still feel safest in that room. I have been in the living room and the loft, wrestling with my brother and playing in empty boxes in the loft. The photo is of the two of us after playing really, really hard! Unfortunately, I don't seem to be losing any weight from all of the exercise.

Mommies went to the farm on Sunday and fertilized the grapevines. On Monday evening they closed on the mortgage for the cottage. Then, yesterday, the basement was dug out and, in the next couple of days, the basement should be poured. I guess they are going to drive down and take photos of each stage and will be starting a second blog about the development of the property and the building of the cottage. I will give you that URL when I get it in case you want to read about that part of our lives.

Anyway, things here are ok. I am still taking my antibiotic and am almost done with it. Tacumwah is still not the friendliest cat with me but she does sniff me without hissing or growling. I give her a wide berth.

I don't have any more news right now.

~There is no such thing as a free kitten.~

Smile for the camera!

Me (L) and my brother, Marquette, on Friday

Big Simon, little mouse

Little Dexter, BIG mouse

Bebe Dexter

Mommies haven't left for camp, so I have time to upload some more photos.

As promised, I have uploaded Miss Marra's photos of Simon and Dexter. We will have to get her to send us more recent photos, and also Miss Stephanie since we don't have a good photo of Chuckie or Lily. Next I will need to upload photos of our land near where my twin and I were born.

The first day of the rest of my life!

Me on Thursday

Marquette and Tacumwah napping

Yesterday was the first day of the rest of my life! Mommy got the phone message at work that my fecal was negative! Oh, happy day! After dinner she opened the master bedroom door and opened my world to so many more possibilities. But here's the thing...I didn't want to leave the safety of the bedroom. So Marquette came in and we played until Mommy thought I had had enough. Tacumwah came and went and wasn't friendly at all.

This morning the door was opened again. Mommy even carried me into the living room, but I quickly retreated to the bedroom where Marquette followed and we played for a very long time. Tacumwah still came and went, checking out my food and water bowls and my litter box. She sat and growled and hissed every time Marquette or I got close to her. I don't care about her. I love my brother and he is my best friend.

Last night Mommy Bonnie was very mean and told Mommy Kathy that I looked like I was pregnant. Well, I don't! And once I get to wrestle with my brother on a regular basis, I will slim down.

Miss Marra emailed some photos of Simon and Dexter to Mommy yesterday and we will try to post them this weekend. Simon is my age, and Dexter is just a little dude, although bigger than in the photos I will post.

So after talking to Dr. Chastain Thursday about my baby fangs not coming out, guess what? I lost both of them on Friday! All I have now is my big boy fangs! Mommy asked where my baby fangs were, but we can't find them anywhere.

Mommies are going to camp today and spending the night. I will miss them. Mommy said she would try to come home early tomorrow. Mommies have to be at camp Monday evening for the closing on the mortgage for the cottage.

~There is no such thing as a free kitten.~

Day 26 of my quarantine...back to the vet's!

Millie

Gizmo

Little Bear

Gennie

Mommy's favorite photo of Tacumwah.

No photos of me today. It was time to upload photos of the other pets who live here. Millie is the oldest and Mommy thinks she is 15. Little Bear is the Chihuahua and he is 11. Gizmo is about 8. Gennie is a girl. She layed her first egg last spring and she is about 9 years old. And, of course, Mommy wanted a decent photo of Tacumwah posted.

My fecal went in to the vet's today...and so did I! I gave Mommy quite a scare last night when I couldn't be coaxed out from under the bed to play paper and string. Mommy said I felt like I had a fever. When I took my medicine without a fight she was really concerned. She thought for sure I had an infection and gave me half of an antibiotic pill left over from a cat named Riesling. Then she slept with me all night, checking to make certain I was still breathing. This morning she expressed her concern at the vet's office when she dropped off my fecal and they thought Dr. Chastain should see me (Dr. Jamie was busy doing surgery).

Dr. Chastain was a guy, like me! He took my temp (dang, I hate that) and told Mommy it was on the high side of normal. He felt me all over and listened to my heart and checked between my legs and my front paws and he said I was fine. He watched me walk and decided to let me have a few more days of pain meds. He checked my teeth and saw that I was teething and still had those danged baby fangs along with my big boy fangs. So he gave me 10 days worth of antibiotic, I think more to make Mommy feel better. I had lost an ounce of weight (big deal). Dr. C told Mommy I was a very handsome boy and a very good boy. And they didn't charge Mommy for an office visit. She was very happy about that.When we got home I put up a terrible fight when Mommy tried to give me my meds.

Mommy decided to go geocaching and got all ready to go. But then she decided she didn't want to go...that she wanted to stay home with us. So she and I took a nap together until dinner time.

Tomorrow we get the fecal results back. Mommy and I are hoping they are negative. Even if they are, she is going to only allow supervised play until I am better from my surgeries.

~There is no such thing as a free kitten.~

Day 25 of my quarantine...the end is in sight!

Me in the cat igloo today.

Me inside and Marquette on the outside looking in!

I had a visit from my twin today! We didn't play much because I discovered the cat igloo after all these days in quarantine and decided it was a pretty cool place to hang out. I didn't want to get out...even to play with my brother! In fact, when Mommy came to check on me after a trip to Huntington, she couldn't find me! I kept quiet as a mouse (mice aren't really quiet, you know) and she looked everywhere...in the bathroom, in the closet...and when she finally spotted me I almost scared her to death! Nobody uses the igloo, so she didn't expect to see my head framed in the opening. Of course, once I was in there, Marquette decided that he just had to try it out.

Mommies went to Huntington today to pay for and pick up the building permit. They also paid for the heating and plumbing permits for Mr. Rex to pick up. Soon we will have electricity on the land because Mr. Rex put a box there and REMC will come and give us temporary electricity. Also the septic man will come back and finish his work so the basement man can begin to pour the foundation.

I guess the grapevines are starting to look really nice. Mommy says that grapes are the most beautiful crop in the world. I will upload some photos of the land soon as the work on the cottage progresses. Remember, this is really tiny...only about 1200 square feet. It is big enough for us though, as my mommies downsize for retirement.

Mommies put an ad in the Huntington Tab for the camper and will also be placing ads in other publications in the hope that it will sell quickly. Then they ate at a Mexican restaurant in Huntington that they like.

Mommy had a slow leak in one of her tires and had to take her car in to have the tire repaired. She bought herself a small air compressor in case her tires get low again. Mommy Bonnie had loaned her the one she owns, but Mommy said it was time to get her own.

My feet are still tender, so I will not be allowed unsupervised play with Tacumwah and Marquette until I am completely healed. I only have enough pain meds through tonight. Tomorrow my fecal goes in and I am hoping for an all-clear on Friday!

~There is no such thing as a free kitten.~