So years ago we promised Lexer that we would get a pet for her when we finally bought a house.
Travis and I wanting her to have a pet yet not wanting one....we bit the bullet and got a cat.
Seen here.
Meet
The Duke
He made her happy.
Day 1
Cat skittish...give him a break he's a newby
Day2
Stilling giving him a break
Day3
Hasn't eaten since he got here.
Go to doctor.
"He either has a respiratory infection or FIP and will die. Here is a thousand medications and special food, come back tomorrow and please give me 118 bucks."
Son of a bear.
Day 4
Cat is still weird.
Go to doc.
"Still has a fever. I'll give him another shot of anti-inflammatory. Come back tomorrow."
Day 5
Still weird.
Go to doc.
"Fever gone but will give him steroids to make him want to eat."
Day 6
Much better! Thinking this will actually work out.
Day 7
Cat weird.
fast forward to Day 14
Cat still weird. Still won't come up from the basement and you can't catch him to love him.
Lexi finally catches him.
SCREECH.
CRY.
Four inch scratch on neck.
BYE BYE DUKE.
Meet
Mr. F
Day 1
skittish and hiding under beds
screams all night
Day 2
better, plays with own poop
screams all night
Day 3
literally gives Lexi a hug...?
screams all night
Day 4
Good day
Good night
Day 5
I think we better keep him.
11 comments:
Oh Jenny...I am laughing so hard right now that Dan had to shut the door to his office because he is on a business call!
Seriously...your life needs to be written down. You could make money from it. Want me to take the front cover picture for it? Jackie...could you come up with the title?
I'm all over the title. And I want 20% of the profits.
I really do like Mr. F. I just wish he liked me more than he liked my cat-dislking husband.
HAHAHAH That's very funny. Good luck with the cat business.
Mr. F? I though Lex said Mr. Bond on the phone the other day.
We had a cat with FIP and I won't tell you how much money we spent trying to keep that damn thing alive because, well, frankly, it's downright embarrassing. So I think you dodged a bullet there, girlfriend.
Our Little Kitty (he has an actual name, but I don't remember what it is...) still runs under the bed every time we come in the front door. And then he comes out 45 seconds later all, "Oh, PHEW! It's just you guys." What he lacks in intelligence he makes up for in cuddles...
ugg...cats.
You freaking CRACK me up. That is why I will NEVER own a cat. I am definitely not a cat person. When we get a house... I get a great dane so consider yourself lucky with just a little cat. Good luck with that one.
P.S. I think it is quite appropriate that my word verification is catzat.
Where exactly are you obtaining crazy cats?
Too cute!
I agree - you guys need to write a book!
My kitty is sitting next to me and eating box elder bugs when they fly to my light. My other cat peed IN MY SINK tonight. What the $(*#$&?? Ahhhh . . . cats!
They are fun to cuddle and I don't have a mouse problem like my neighbors.
'member bailey?
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