Saturday, July 28, 2007

Fish's awful Elizabethan collar is off. We are burning it! Not really, because we don't mess with fire (See Cat Code F.765.a) but we are THROWING IT AWAY!

Our Vet says his leg is healing well and took his stitches out. He was a brave cat according to LD and the Big Cat who took him to the Veterinary this morning.

Fish came home, ate a big lunch and curled up in his turtle quilt. He is very happy.

I'm happy, too. Gotta go. A nap on top of his cage is calling me.

Mom will be in the study with us ALL NIGHT. Her sermon isn't finished.

Love,

Whistle

P.S. Sister, my dog, went to the beauty parlor today. She smells good!

Friday, July 27, 2007

Whadda Week!

Whew! Taking care of Fish is HARD WORK!

He came home on Tuesday from the Veterinary. Fish's leg is looking good because the dermitatis from wearing a cast for months is healing. He gets his staples out tomorrow morning!

He can throw away his Elizabethan collar then! He hates it.

I sleep on top of his cage. That's what I call it because Confinement Pen sounds like something in a prisoner movie and it's too hard to spell.

Mom is cooking his favorite meals. LD pets him and talks to him. He can't come out of his cage except when Mom cleans it out because he isn't allowed to walk around outside.

I help him keep his cage clean by sticking my paws through the bars to grab his food. No one believes me when I say I'm just helping him.

Too tired for more,

Whistle, A Great Brother to Fish

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

FISH IS HOME> I AM SITTING ON HIS CAT CAGE RIGHT NOW! FISH IS HOME!!!!!

Monday, July 23, 2007

Fish didn't come home today.
Fish comes home tomorrow. His new confinement thing is too big for Mom's leetle car.
The Big Cat's car was busy at the Courthouse all day long.

Fish comes home tomorrow. Mom and LD will go get him in the big car.

I want to see my brother, Fish.

Lonely,

Whistle

Julie Andrews, in the most excellent musical, The Sound of Music, suggests that we think of our favorite things when we are afraid or troubled.
I am troubled. Will Fish come home today? Is he ok? What does "confinement" mean?
Julie mentions "whiskers on kittens" so I know she'll approve of my List of Favorite Things:
bottle caps
q-tips
string
cat toy stuffies
gekkos in the house
bellowing in the middle of the night
waking Mom up really early
running through the bedroom at high speed meowing
scratching furniture
chasing or being chased by my dog, Sister
licking Fish
eating cat cookies
these are a few of my favorite things.
Cat Kisses,
Whistle

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Fish may come home from the Veterinary on Monday.
I hope he comes home tomorrow because I miss him.
I will be very nice to him when he comes home.
I cannot play with him because he will be in confinement to keep his hip and leg quiet.
Maybe I can put my sleeping bag beside his cage thingie so I can hear him at night if he needs me.

He cannot play with me for 43 days, if you count today. He has to stay in his cage thingie. And I cannot go into his cage thingie.

Whistle

Friday, July 20, 2007

Not Fair! Not Fair! Not Fair!

My dog, Sister, saw Fish at the Veterinary today! She got to nuzzle Fish! I didn't get to go.
Sister got her booster shots and bloodwork done then saw Fish!

Not Fair! Not Fair! Not Fair!

I sent one of Mom's stuffie mice to Fish. LD rubbed the mouse all over me so the mouse would smell like me and make Fish happy. LD said that Fish took the mouse, sniffed it, licked it then fell asleep on it.

I don't get to go see Fish at the Cat Hospital!

Everyone says Fish looks great. He's eating well and meows when he wants to be ear scratched.

Urghhhh,

Whistle, the only one in the entire family (except Andy) who hasn't gotten to see Fish