The Medicine Wars 2.5—The Nightmare Continues

Hi cats.  I am typing this post while hiding under the bed from that woman.  Cats, would you believe that she is still shoving medicine down my throat?  I mean, it has been almost ten days now.  So, any “infection” I had should be killed. I’ve concluded that she is doing this to torture me.

Well cats, I am not taking this lying down.  She has to go to sleep soon.  After she does that, I plan on clawing her hands up so that she won’t ever be able to give me medicine again.  I will tell you how that goes tomorrow.  I have to go now, because I need to plan my attack. Type to you soon!

The Medicine Wars Part One

Hello, cats.  I’m here to report that my Mom has turned into a cat torturer.  Cats, she is squirting medicine down my throat.  Words cannot express how unhappy I am with what she’s doing.  Well actually they could, but this is a family blog.  All I will say is that I am doing everything I can to discourage her from her attempts to put any type of medicine in or on me. I am hiding under the bed.  I am spitting out the medicine she gives me when she’s not looking.  And, most importantly, I am plotting revenge so that she will never do this to me again!

I will post more about this topic later.  Right now, I am going to sharpen my claws so that I am ready for her next attempt to give me medicine.  Until then, if you have any ideas on how to stop her from doing this, please post.  Thanks!

Herb Has Been Found

Hello cats.  I’m sorry I didn’t post sooner about Trixie’s juicy gossip, but horrible events, including a vet visit made me too upset to write. I am feeling better now, and although I am plotting to get even with my Mom and the vet too, I can type.  Cats, you are not going to believe this but—we found Herb!

And, this gets better, cats.  Not only did we find Herb, but we saw him flirting with a cute female cat who lives a block away from us.  Now, in case you are new to my blog, Herb is the father of Mimi’s kittens.  He is also is the best-looking male cat in our neighborhood, and he knows it.  So, it did not surprise me that he was flirting with yet another girl-cat.  However, he’d better pray that Mimi doesn’t find out about this.  If she does, she will kill him!

When Herb knew he’d been spotted, he hid.  However, he knows that we know where he lives now.  So, it’s just a matter of time until one of us gets our claws on him.  Or, maybe we’ll just let Mimi do whatever she wants to him.   I can hardly wait to see what happens!

I’ve got to go for now, though.  I think Mom is getting out that horrible thing called “cat medicine,” so I have to take evasive action.  I will tell you all about the vet visit in my next post.  Type to you soon, cats!

What’s Really Going in this House on Thanksgiving!

Hello cats.  My Mom may have sounded nice in that Thanksgiving greeting that she just posted, but don’t let her fool you.  She’s mean!  Would you believe that she ignored me all day?  First, she got up at 6:00 A.M. and ran out of the house to meet some friends after giving me a scant ten minutes of play time.  Then, when she returned home, she was so busy doing laundry, dishes and taking out the garbage that she completely ignored me.  And now, she’s about to head out of the door again to go to something called a “Thanksgiving Dinner”.  I am not happy about this, cats!

So, she may find an unpleasant surprise or two when she comes home.  I can kick poop out of my litter box as well as any other cat. Then, I think I’ll shred those sweaters that she laid out to dry on the couch.  And then—

Oh no.  She’s heading toward the computer!  I’ve got to go so that she doesn’t know what I’m up to.  Bye for now, cats!

Later . . .

Well cats, I never got a chance to wreak havoc on this house because I fell asleep. I woke up when my Mom came home and said, “Gray-cie.  I have a surprise for you!”  I was excited about that.  I figured maybe she’d bought me a new cat cube, or brought home some salmon.  I was wrong.  This is what she gave me:

 

 

 

 

 

 

As you can see, I was not thrilled with her surprise. However, I’ve decided to postpone my revenge because at least she tried to do something nice for me.  So I will sign off for now, cats.  I hope that all of you had a great Thanksgiving and got everything you wanted today.  Type to you soon.

I’m Going to Kill Herb and That Hussy Too!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hi cats.  As you can see, I am upset.  In fact, I am going to kill Herb and that Hussy too!  I wish I could delete my last post, but the cats who know something about the Internet told me that it’s already cached in Google or something.  So, I guess the whole world will know how stupid I was about Herb.

This is what happened, cats.  After Herb told me he wanted to talk to me, I ran to the window.  I was sure that he was going to propose to me.  I even was planning ways of sneaking him into our house when Mom wasn’t home.  So, after I fluffed up my fur, and adjusted my beautiful red collar just right, I ran to the window and asked Herb what he wanted to tell me.  Here is what happened after that:

Herb hung his head and said, “Grace, I have to tell you about something.  Please promise me that you won’t flip out.”

I looked at Herb and asked, “What do you mean Herb?”  Then, I fluffed my fur again, and waited for him to propose.  I figured that he was just being shy or something.  I did notice that a lot of my friends were watching from the other side of our block. I thought, They must want to watch Herb propose to me.

Herb continued, “Grace, I think I’m just going to have to yowl this out.  I can’t see you anymore because Mimi is having my kittens!”

I screamed, “What?!  Herb, if this is a joke, it’s not funny.  And, who in the world is ‘Mimi’?!”

Herb pointed to an area by the dumpster to a cat whose face I knew too well.  It was That Hussy!  Now, in case you are new to my blog, here is a link to my first post about her, and another link to a post when I told everyone what was new about her and my other friends.  Double-claw one or both of them to find out more about Herb or That Hussy. They will also tell you more about all of my secret friends in my neighborhood:

http://graciesblog.com/home/2011/10/21/the-cats-outside-of-my-window

http://graciesblog.com/home/2012/04/22/whats-been-going-on-in-my-neighborhood

Now, all of you know that she is a hussy who has been stalking Herb for a long time.  I took a long look at her and saw that—well—that she really is expecting kittens.  I screamed, “You are a miserable two-timer, Herb!  How dare you make me think that you were in love with me when you were having an affair with her?!”

Herb looked ashamed.  Then he said, “Grace, I just enjoyed talking to you.  However, I was in heat, and so was Mimi, so one thing led to the other and now she’s having my kittens.  I still see you as a friend, so I hope you can be happy for us.”

After Herb said that, I let out a growl that scared me.  Then, I jumped at the window intending to end his cheating days forever.  Sadly, all that I did was give myself a good knock in the head.  As I did that, I screamed, “Get away from my window you miserable cheater.  I never want to talk to you again!”  Herb was smart enough to run away, and That Hussy hid under the dumpster as I continued to growl and jump at them.  And, my friends who were watching hid under any car they could find.

I haven’t seen either of them since which is fine with me since I hate them both.  All I can say is that I will never trust another male cat again.  And, I am still plotting ways of sneaking out of this house and making both of them very sorry for what they did.  I’ve got to go, though.  Angelina is at the window, and she just said that she needs to talk to me.   I hope that she can help me to get out of this house and get revenge on those cats.  Type to you later, cats!