Thankful Thursday For my Cleaning Staff

Today I'm thankful for my staff, headed up by TW. I complain about her a bunch but in an emergency, she's usually there. Today I provided a large cleanup job for her. I hoped she could handle it.

Warning: if you have a squeamish tummy, you might want to stop reading here.

Looking for some excitement. TW has had enough excitement for today

As you know, I've only yakked twice in the almost 7 years I've been here. This morning as TW was preparing to head out to the store, she heard what sounded like me throwing one of the foam rocket launchers off my cat tree. She came over to see if I wanted to play. Talk about shock and awe: A gristly scene awaited her. Not only had I frew up, but I projectile bomited! There was bomit on 2 levels of my cat tree, the rug, the floor, the legs of the rocking chair and even on the curtain. She didn't know what the clean up first but she wanted to make sure I was ok. She found me laying in the hall by the bathroom, looking relieved and, to her relief, alert. I had only frew up food—no blood, no mucus—lots of food. It looked like the entire pouch of Island Illusion I had consumed earlier.

It took half a half an hour to mop it all up. She'd appreciate tips on how to totally get it out of my tree. She suspects I may have eaten a small piece off one of the rockets. Even though she didn't find any of it in my frow-up, she's found little tiny chewed pieces on the floor the past 2 days. I dunno what I'll do if she takes them away from me cos they're the only toy I play with. She'd also suspected the Fancy Feast Breakfast Medley stuff that she thought I might be allergic to. After I ate some the other morning, I did a lot of scratching under my chin, which I don't usually do. She wasn't gonna give me anymore of it, but Pop said we couldn't review it fairly unless I tried it again. Well, I tried it again this morning. I don't think I'll be getting anymore of it. No big loss cos I really didn't like it.

When she got home from shopping, I wanted to eat. I kept walking into the kitchen and eating bites of kibble. On the other paw, she thought I should rest my stomach. Finally, she decided to give me some Fancy Feast tuna, which I devoured quickly and I've held. In fact after I ate, I got the zoomies. I ran through the house playing for awhile. It seems like the drapes and tree are in much worse shape than I am.

If you stopped reading, you can resume here.

Pretty in pink! This one of me on TW's sheets is for Spitty and Austin.

NEWS FLASH: Amy's Quilt has won the Cat themed quilt award over at Lilypadquilting.com! Concats to Wanda and the Kruse Kats. Thanx to all my furrends for voting.