Kitty Cat Bliss And Mama Is Pissed

Hello and welcome back:

 First blog of 2011 and we are already into February, what the hell happened you asked, well sit back get comfy and grab your drink of choice and come join me on an epic tale of Kitty cat bliss and mama is pissed. 

One thing I learned in college was there are no guarentees in life and especially in animal medicine, point taken I got that part, but no where and I do mean no where was I taught that at some point in your career of being a technician will some little creature tug on your heartstrings so badly that you feel your life and family just wont be complete until they are forever in your heart as well as your home, now enters Miss Ella Blue, a gorgeous steel gray long haired tabby cat that did indeed do all of those things mentioned above. I knew nothing about her life as I prepped her for surgery, I knew nothing of her life as I kept a close eye on her stats as she was under the knife, nor did I know anything of her life as I held her in my arms as she woke up, yawned and looked into my eyes, what I did know at that point was, she was beautiful !!!  

 The next day I was told her owner was there to take her home, little did I know that this woman is a close friend of the vet I work for and she brought the cat into be spayed because someone dropped her off at her home because for some reason they didnt see the beauty that I did. The woman realized that the cat and I were like contestants on the chuck wollery game show "the love connection" she explained the case to me and said if you want her you can have her. I looked around to see if there were any other technicians around me, could she possibly be talking to me ?? To my relief she was , I never hesitated and said I would love to give her a home.  Long story short, I never thought at this point to even attempt to call Trevor at work to clear it with him, the little voice in my head said, remember what he always says, "What my baby wants, my baby gets" well his baby wanted this cat and guess what, his baby got her. I told him later that night when he called home, he wasnt upset, just a little concerned about what Moses would do. To say that Moses saw little hearts floating above his head when Ella first came home would be wrong, instead he saw red and took every oppertunity to show me he wasnt impressed, mostly with more ambushes then normal and  yacking up furballs in my slippers.

Moses and Ella still are not friends although Moses is trying, Ella is having nothing of it. She and Spirit get along quite well, and when the other two are staring each other down making noises that Im sure are only heard in really bad 70's pornos, Spirit sits on his butt in the middle of them and puts his little paws in the air like he is Rodney King saying cant we all just get along, sadly neither cat listens to Spirit aka Rodney and continues the porno talk and staring down. It will get better is what I keep telling myself and self replies thats right girlfriend think positive and pour yourself another shot of fireball. Come to find out, Self is a very smart person, who knew?

 A heartfelt story isnt it, but if you know my animals then you know they have done something by now to put a hitch in this little redheads giddyup, and you would be correct in that assumption, so refresh your drinks and join me now for the continuing story of kittycat bliss and mama is pissed. 

 Trevor is a very smart man, but like every other human in this world sometimes he doesnt always make great choices and this part of my blog entry is a classic example ,,, the damn fool bought cat nip !!!! Sure they say its all natural but I still say its like weed for cats, or at least in Moses case it turned out to be. His eyes got big as saucers, he flew up in the air, landed none to gracefully on the clothes hamper and then as though in slow motion fell from that did a flip through the air and landed on his feet with a look on his face as if to say, LETS DO THAT AGAIN. 

From there he rolled around on his back with his feet in the air and I swear to god he was laughing, either that or he was yacking up a furball, he sniffed some more and did a few more leaps of faith and then,,,, he got the munchies, the damn cat ate half a bowl of kibble and then sniffed the dogs ass to see if he was packing anything tasty, Maverick had a look of fear and promply sat down, sadly on the cats head.  I made Trevor put up the catnip and also made him promise me that not only was it securely closed but also put away, oh yes hun it is he replies. 

Two nights later when Trevor is back in Moncton leaving me faced with this feeling of this queen sized bed is to damn big without him snuggled beside me and that bitch named insomnia is yet again making her presence known.  After flipping , flopping and turning my pillow over to the cool side for the 50th time that night I finally doze off only to be awaked by an animal running through the house, jumping, leaping, meowing and running up and down the stairs so fast it sounded like a herd of horny elephants. I tell Spirit to stop it and go to sleep, only to roll over and come face to face with Spirit !!!  It was Moses making all the noise, a storm must be coming I tell myself and again finally drift off to a fitfull sleep.

 At 6:30am the next morning I wake up to the blaring of the alarm, the meowing of cats, the pacing of Maverick doing his I really have to pee dance and one hell of a migrain from not getting enough sleep. I leave the comfort of my warm cozy bed to place my feet onto the cold floor and go rouse the troops and feed the zoo, the whole time complaining to the cats that I could feed them alot faster if they would stop trying to kill me on the stairs. As I round the corner to enter the living room I let out a shriek that I knew had to have reminded the kids to get up and ready for school.

The sight that laid before my eyes looked like a very large bag of weed exploded in our living room. Apparently Trevor not only didnt secure the bag of catnip closed he also didnt lock it up and throw away the key either. It is now Wednesday night and after vacuuming numerous times there is still catnip everywhere and Moses still hasnt completley come down off his cat nip high nor has his case of the munchies subsided any. I guess you could say Moses is so happy he could shit rainbows and fart fairy dust. 

And to you my loyal readers , I hope you to have animals in your life that make you so happy you too can say, "I'm so happy, I could shit rainbows and fart fairy dust"