Three Whole Teefs…

I finally visited the nice dentist lady and wouldn't you know it, I lost three more teeth. I think that brings my grand total up to twelve that have gone to tooth heaven.

I am on some serious pain meds, so should probably go crawl back into mom's nice big warm bed. She has assured me the tooth fairy will be able to find me tonight, and might even triple my handsome reward.

I am off to the opiate induced dreamland...

Overwhelmed…

Mom was accepted into a program at a new university and started last week. She swears she cannot handle the amount of studying and research that they are demanding. They require her to be there during daylight hours and this is just unacceptable.

My entire life has been spent knowing my mom will be up at all hours of the night to entertain me. After working graves for so long, she is not adjusting well.

I personally do not agree with the new schedule as she is gone for five whole days each week. I am now confined indoors with only the nasty turd monster around. I have caught up on plenty of sleep, but even that gets lonely after a while.

We did however make it to the Vet before this all began. Our physicals were just fine, but both our blood work came back wonky. Well, I do not believe the vomit eater even has real cat blood, so they probably could not even test it properly. It already had its re-check and things already look better.

I get to head back for more tests tomorrow. Also, I finally get to go see the nice dentist lady. Only 2 weeks and counting…

I should go lay down with mom and reassure her that everything will be just fine. I am a big girl and can handle myself when she is busy and not at home as often.

I think she longs for her mole existence…

Only A Year Late...

Mom finally found enough energy to lift her finger and dial the dentist.
She made an appointment for me to get my teeth cleaned in February. I require her to stick with a very strict dental schedule since I was diagnosed with reabsorptive lesions. One year I lost 5 teeth and then another time it was down to 4 teeth.

With my calculations, I should have only had to lose 3 if we would have kept going on the same track.

But, the crazy lady wasted SO much of our income on all of the pee monsters health problems she put off my appointment. It has been almost two years since I visited the nice dentist lady.

Getting a yucky, vomit eating, stinky sister just sucks...Because of her I will probably come home toothless...

Why Am I Still Here?

I am Tiger (aka The Hissing Slasher). I am dictating to a cat who lives here named Angel. I was told she is somehow related to me, but I have only met her a few times. She said grandma might read this and come rescue me.

I was kidnapped from home very early on Tuesday. I recall that it was still dark out and some snow had just began to fall. After all this time, I have yet to be returned. Mom if you are reading this, I am still alive but do not enjoy being beat up by Sahara. No matter how hard I try, I have been unable to appease her and all escape attempts have failed. Please send help immediately!

Angel here...

I was sworn to secrecy about the Vet visit so I have allowed Tiger to fruitlessly whine to grandma on the internet.

We had a wicked snow storm here and mom has not been able to leave the house in days. Our appointment had to be re-scheduled for tomorrow, so I have had to keep my lips closed about the classified information.

Do not worry Tiger. You will be safely returned once we are able to drive and visit the Vet.

I wish you could stay longer, but I have to concur that it does suck being wacked upside the head by Sahara...

I Know A Secret...

Mom shared with me that we are all going to the Vet tomorrow afternoon. She is even going to pick up Tiger from grandma's and take him with us.

The problem she is having is we only have 2 cat carriers. Before I came, she had no concerns as they are very roomy and Shadow and Sahara shared one cage with Tiger in the other.

Now since we all know Sahara is a grump and can't stand me or Tiger nobody can double up. She thought it would be too stressful for me to share with Tiger as we have only met 3 or 4 times.

We do have a few of those paper box carriers but she uses those on feral and lost kitties she finds and they can't be cleaned very thoroughly.

So, she has to get up extra early and go buy a new carrier. I wonder who will get to use it?

I think it should be Sahara because she was so upset that I had pooped in her old one...

Two Whole Years...

Today is the two year anniversary of my sister Shadow's passing. Mom and I still miss her very, very much. We pray she is happy and cancer free.

I thought I would share some pictures of us growing up!

This is the two of us on the first night we came home from the shelter in 1995. Mom lived in Minnesota at the time so it was VERY cold that night.


When we were growing up, I absolutely loved to clean my baby sister Shadow. Mom says I was only 1 month older...But that still counts...


Shadow loved to attack me when I was in the litter box. This made for a giant mess that Mom got to clean up.


This photo was taken when we lived in Illinois. Once again I am the caring older sister!


Us at Grandma's house after we moved back to the Northwest in 1998.


Resting at home in 2001.


Shadow at Grandma's for Christmas 2004.


The day we said goodbye...01-12-05...

Radioactive Waste…

I swear my mother is trying to slowly poison me. Every month she continues to squeeze some toxic biohazard liquid on my neck.

It causes me to spontaneously start drooling and foaming at the mouth, and I am unable to stop. Then she chases me around the house for a half an hour wiping my face with a Kleenex and laughing.

I do not find it funny at all. If you really want me dead, why not just make it swift and put me out of my misery.

Of course, the pee monster Angel never drools or even objects to her torture. It is no wonder, since she has no olfactory sense or vision so is not aware of mom’s secret plot.

So much for my new year’s dreams. It is only the sixth and they are already being shattered…