Oy! I went to pick up Percy tonight, yet again someone asked me “So how did this happen again?” Everyone at the vet now knows I basically let my cat get smooshed. In my head I’m thinking “Oh Please don’t call the SPCA on me, they’ll take the animals away on the basis of the litter pan if they come on the wrong day.”

They were all nice and super sweet. The vet happens to be down the street from me, literally. They all know me and my doggies there, I don’t know how the receptionists keep everyone straight. I have never brought any of the cats in though, they usually have a different vet (since the boyfriend had the cats before he had me).

Percy is home, he’s tired. He’s been passed back and forth all night long, we haven’t left him alone. He’s probably thinking to himself “God damn put me down and let me sleep on a pillow or something please.” I’ve set him a bed up by the side of the bed for tonight.

My boyfriend finally fixed the doggy doors to keep bad boy Nikko out from areas he shouldn’t be (ie the cat food and cat pans). They’ve been made a bit higher so he can’t jump them now. Funny story, as my BF was fixing them the bottle of Elmer’s glue exploded on his shirt, so he took it off and just moved along working with the power tools. I took photos 😛 He told me to stop cause I would post them on the net or send them to my friends :).

Maybe one night when I’ve had a drink or two I’ll post them. I should probably also be out of town when I do it haha!

Dustin