Wicked Wednesday

When Mom got home from day hunting, she checked my litter box. No sparkly ribbon, and Mom was pretty happy. Me too. I'm not really interested for being known for having sparkly poops.

I had my dinner last night, (nice stinky goodness), but hacked it up a short while later. I didn't even eat all the treats Mom gave me at treat time. Then I hacked those up too.

My tummy's not feeling good.

Later Mom found a big piece of the sparkly ribbon left in the litter box. She's worried I might still have some in my tummy. Me too. And I think I might have a visit to the v-e-t in my future. It's not quite the adventure I had planned.

I think I need some purrs.

Update: I'm feeling a lot better this morning. My tummy's feeling a bit better and I haven't hacked up my foods. Thanks for the purrs!

Second Update: Mom talked to the v-e-t. I have to have smaller portions of my foods more often, and nothing that will upset my tummy. As long as I don't hack up anything, and the sparkly ribbon shows up in the litter box, I am OK. Otherwise I get to visit the v-e-t.
Thanks for the purrs!

Wacky, Wicked, Wednesday

There is a little bit of snow left in this picture, so Scully and Boni, sorry, close but no cigar. You two will not win the When When contest! We will be having another warm, sunny day today, it should hit 61F (16.1C), so the snow will be melting! I have to tell you though, that this patch of snow is in the shade, and the sun never hits it. That is why it is taking so long to melt.

It's Wacky Wednesday, and here I am cleaning my toesies. Monty is gonna faint for sure when he sees this picture. I wonder if he'll make it to the icebox. Then again, there's that cool patch of snow outside...