I really do feel better now

I had to go to the vet again. Yesterday, I got sick all over the place and made messes again. So I knew what was going to happen. When Mom came home for lunch, I waited next to the red bag. She wrapped me in a towel and put me into the bag and told me I was going to have a VERY bad afternoon. She was right. It was awful. Mom said I had x-rays and bloodwork and they even clipped my claws.
My x-rays were fine. Sometimes That BOY puts his toys in the food, and Mom was afraid maybe I ate one by accident. That BOY likes to play with really stupid things like rubber bands and once I get started eating I don't really like to stop.
Mom said she talked to the vet today and my blood was really good, too. I ate some leaves and stuff I found on the floor in the bathroom from Mom's plant. She and I didn't know the plant was poisonous to cats. My grandma had gardenias and cats in the same house for years, and I was the first one who ever got sick. Mom put the plant outside and cleaned up all of the leaves and stuff that dropped off of the plant.
I still have to take pills and I don't like that. But I feel better. Just in case you ever need it, Mom wants to share the web site about the plants: http://www.aspca.org/Pet-care/poison-control/Plants.aspx
See? I told you that it wasn't the toilet. Ridiculous.

I've been sick

I didn't feel good on Friday. My stomach was really upset. I made a lot of messes for Mom to clean up. She must have been really mad at me because she stuffed me in a red bag and took me in the car. I yelled and complained, but she didn't take me back home. We went to this place where all of these strangers kept looking at me and touching me and putting me on a scales. I didn't like any of it. Who cares if I weigh 11 pounds? Nobody is supposed to pick me up anyway! I don't like it!

We finally went back home, but that wasn't the end of it. I still didn't really feel very good and made a few more messes during the night. So I got stuffed in the red bag again and we went back to that place with all of the strange people. This time, they gave me a shot and a pill. One of them did the trick - I feel much better now.

Mom thinks it was drinking out of the potty that made me sick. I never heard anything so ridiculous.

Busy! Busy! Busy!

This is the week that Mom takes vacation. She

stays home and cleans the house. It's nice to have her home, but all of the good smells go away, and I don't like that very much. And she uses scary machines, like vacuum cleaners and floor buffers.

But this year she got us new toys before she got started. And she washed the windows so more sun comes in and there are more birdies.

Here is me with my new mouse toy. It's made of compressed catnip. I haven't decided if I like it or not.

Of course cleaning week means that Mom put all of my toys away. AGAIN! So I worked very hard last night to do this. I tried to wake Mom up to show her, but she didn't like that very much. She saw it when she got up, though.

Mom accidentally left the lid up on my favorite drink place! And it's nice and clean since she cleaned the bathroom yesterday! She doesn't really like when I do this, but I think my pawprints look cool, don't you?