Hewwo evewybody!

It's that awful day of the year again when I have to hiss at the V-E-T while she gives me mine Wooster Shot.
The onwy good thing about all this is I get to have about an hour without That Thing whining away at mine side.
He has to stay all by himself at home, and That Whiny Thing he is, he kept whining away when mine Mummy and I got home and now he wefuses to wet any of us get out of his sight!

There were 3 giant woofies who were seeing the V-E-T before me and big cwumsy things they were! I gave them the best hiss I could and the V-E-T assistant said I was such an awesome kitteh who wasn't afwaid of anyone! Of course I wasn't afwaid! They were huge, but they sure can't beat a genius bwain wike mine.

When it was mine turn to see the V-E-T, she had 3 assistants together in the woom with her.
But I didn't think those assistants were any much help. One of them asked mine Mummy (in a shout because I was hissing and gwowwing at them all woudwy so that evewyone outside in the waiting woom can hear what tortures I'm going thwough) if mine Mummy could hold on to me while the V-E-T examined me.
And then the 3 assistants simpwy stood at the other end of the woom, and wooked while the V-E-T attempted to poke and pwod at me while mine Mummy held me.
That took out all the fun. I would have wiked to scare the V-E-T a wittle!

The V-E-T pwodded and squeezed me and after a wong time, finawwy said to mine Mummy, "he's vewy good for his age!"
I totawwy disagwee with the V-E-T.
First, I think the V-E-T should have the courtesy of talking TO me, instead of talking ABOUT me to mine Mummy wike I wasn't awound! After all, it's ME she is discussing with mine Mummy isn't she?
And I totawwy disagwee with the V-E-T saying I'm vewy good for mine age because I'm not just vewy good.
I'M PURRFECT!
Get it?
I'M PURRFECT!
And I'm PURRFECT for all ages.

Today is a HOWWIBLE day.Earwy in the morning, after I had mine second bweakfast and is waiting patientwy for mine Mummy to turn away so that I can nom That Thing's bweakfast, mine Mummy took out the haversack/kitteh carrier.

What is this I hear?????
Mine Mummy takes up the tewephonewinging thing and calls the V-E-T and I hear mine name mentioned over the tewephonewinging thing!Have you ever seen DEATH?
As in death in the form of a hissing biting eating your head off kitteh.Mummyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!
This PTU is small, and I cannot move awound, and it weeks of That Thing's smell.Here am me at the V-E-T's couch at the waiting awea, wooking wike a nice peaceful kitteh, not giving them any hints that a hissing gwowwing scweaming kitteh is going to descend upon them in a while.

The V-E-T's assistants even said how good I was to sit there without moving when mine Mummy tells me not to move, and to walk over to the weighing scale and stand on the weighing scale while they take mine weight.
I onwy did that because mine Mummy tells me so.
When the V-E-T wifts one hand to touch me, she'll see mine powers.And see mine powers they did.
The V-E-T called mine name and mine Mummy cawwied me into the woom and once mine Mummy putted me onto the cold table of steel, and the V-E-T attempted to pet me, all hell bwoke woose.

I HISSED and gwowled and SCWEAMED.
Yes. I SCWEAMED so much 2 other assistants wan into the woom to see if the V-E-T was being killed.
And do you know what the V-E-T did?
She touched me all over! Bwegh!
And then she stabbed me on mine bee-hind!
And then she told mine Mummy that I've gwown heavier than wast year!
How wude! To discuss about mine weight!
And mine Mummy told the V-E-T that pwobabwy it's because I was such a helpful kitteh in finishing up That Thing's food. I wonder why the V-E-T cannot understand how important it was to be a helpful kitteh.

See, I'm suffocating in here! Wet me out!!!Oh...we're going home?
It's alwight then. I'm not suffocating.
Why hasn't the LRT awwive yet? I want to go home quick!

You know what?
That Thing peed on himself at the V-E-T!!!!
Hahahaha....

He keeps on denying it and said it was because the V-E-T kept him in the cage and didn't wet him out to go to the toiwet and he kept scweaming that he had to go but evewyone ignored him.
Do you think I bewieve him?
Hahahaha.....

He peed on himself!

Well, anyway, he peed on himself and I think you can imagine how he smelt wike when he came home.
I wanted to be a gentleMANcat and give him heawing wicks, but I think even gentleMANcat have their wimits.
I do not wike to wick someone's pee.

He twied to walk past me but evewytime, I whapped him in the face. Not on the head, no, he wikes whaps on the head. I whap him in the face.

See, this is the cwosest I am staying to That Thing until he goes and have a nice good bath.
(Somehow in this pictor, That Thing wooks as huge as me! Do you guys think he's going to gwow up huger than me??? The onwy thing is he gotted himself weighed that day and he was 3.35kg. I am about 8kg. So That Thing still has quite a wot of catching up to do. But what if one day he weawwy gwows to be bigger than me???!!! Do you think I can still whap him then?)

What a baby That Thing is!
Wook at him hiding in his fuwwy bwanket!
You know why?
Because we overheard our Mummy on the phone.
She's just booked an appointment with the V-E-T for next Tuesday.
The appointment is not for me.

Some Thing is going to come back fwom the V-E-T with some bits of him missing!
Hohohoho....

That Thing is still hiding in the bwanket cwying!
Sigh....what a baby!

Mine Mummy boughted That Thing out to the V-E-T today!
Wahahahahahaha...
He had to go for some wooster shots again!I did so hope that mine Mummy would just weave him there at the V-E-T.
After all, he wikes the V-E-T so so much....
*shudders*

But perhaps he was too howwibwy spoilt that the V-E-T didn't want him.
Wemember his sewious psychowogical pwobwems?
I guess the V-E-T thought he was beyond hope and so wejected him and sent him back to mine house again.
Sigh....

Well, since the V-E-T does not want him, I've got to think of a sowution mineself.
I think I shall pack him up in a box and send him off to Darkest Sibewia.
Or do you think if I mail him to the Antarctica, it'd be better?


Ok! Almost all packed now.
How much is the postage to Darkest Sibewia?

That Thing is going to the V-E-T again today! Muahahahhhhaaaahhhaaa.....
I hope the V-E-T wocks him up there.

On the other paw, it may not be too bad, him being here.
Do you guys know what he did yesterday?
He asked me to help him finish up his food!
He would wather pway than eat!
I told you he's not quite wight up there in the head.
Of course being the ever helpful me, I gwadwy helped him cwean off evewything on his pwate.
I'm not sure why mine Mummy didn't wike that!
I mean, I was all fwiendwy and helpful - wasn't that what she wanted us to be?

The Thing came back fwom the V-E-T!!!
Why didn't the V-E-T keep him there?

And do you know what?
After 2 days of being shut in the woom with the compoooter wooky at what happened!!!
Now I've got to share the compooooter too!

I am not happy!!

I think the Thing is spoilt!
He doesn't stop moving!!!!!!!!And wooky here...what does he think he's doing?

I knew what mine Mummy was wike and wike I pwedicted, she cannot possibwy just foster kitties for a while. They'll definitewy end up in their forever homes wight here. Which is what happens to the Thing here. Shucks...

Do you know, I think he's scairt of me!
Yesterday night he stayed in mine Mummy's compooooter woom with the door shut. Today mine Mummy opened the door and I hissed at him, the sort of hisses I weserve for the V-E-T.
So now whenever he walks out of the woom, I give him the HISS and he wuns stwaight back into the woom!

And you know what? I heard mine Mummy cawwing the V-E-T today.
Tomowwow, the Thing is going to the V-E-T!!!
Muahahahahahaha......

The V-E-T calls me pudgy!!!
I am so not going to forgive her!

Within this pwastic bag wies the gweatest yummy tweat known to kitty-kind. Tweat fit for the gods. Tweat that makes you forget evewything else, even a pink cowwar on your neck.
Intwoducing the FAMOUS BBQ PORK!!!
Mine Mummy found a new shop near her studio that sells BBQ pork and so she boughted some for me to twy. I must say, it's weawwy not bad! Except for the fact that mine Mummy forgot and weft it at her studio for 2 days before bwinging it home. Which means more than half wented down into her cowweagues' tummies.

Finawwy mine Mummy awwowed me a nice wong post today although she's still extwemewy busy. Since many of you said that stopping bweathing was bad so I told her she's awwowed to go on bweathing and perhaps she can stop bwinking instead. She gave me a weird wook, I wonder why.

Alwight, some updates.
Mine V-E-T twip was HOWWIBLE!
Mine Mummy stuffed me into the kitty pwison and I hated it so much I started scweaming. Which meant we could not take a bus to the V-E-T because mine Mummy had to cawwy me in her arms. Fortunatewy the V-E-T was quite near so we walked, or wather, mine Mummy walk. I wefused to walk when she put me down, so mine Mummy had to cawwy me and walk. Mine Mummy said to tell you guys that cawwying an 8kg piece of unhappy kitty in your arms and walking is no fun at all, not even if the V-E-T is just next door (which unfortunatewy mine wasn't).

Fortunatewy the V-E-T wasn't too cwowded, so I gotted to see him vewy quickwy. You know what? I was so pwoud of mineself. I gave the BIGGEST hiss in the world to the V-E-T! That'll show him for dawing to touch at woyal highness me!

Well, in the end the V-E-T poked me with a wong sharp thing and I think Daisy was wight. He was giving me some wooster shots or something! So I started scweaming again. I didn't want to turn into a wooster! What's wwong with being handsome genius me? I wike to continue being a kitty and I DO NOT WANT to be a wooster!

I've been checking mineself vewy carefuwwy these few days to make sure I don't gwow any feathers and start turning into to wooster.


PS: The GWEAT event will be happening on thursday 15th Nov. Do keep yourselves fwee for the day! Evewyone is invited!

This sounds ominous!
I hear V-E-T popping out of mine Mummy's mouth!
Why in the world would I need to go to the V-E-T?
I don't think I've got a cold or a cough or anything that escaped mine notice.

On the other paw, wooky at this photo.
You almost cannot make out the PINK COWWAR can you?
Ha. Even though mine Mummy insists on putting a PINK COWWAR on me, it takes a genius wike me to keep it out of sight!
I actuawwy have extwemewy thick fur awound mine neck which covers up the cowwar when I turn mine head in the cowwect angle.
Mine Mummy says I've got a double chin but HEY, it's onwy mine thick mane ok?
Sheesh...