Jake and Bathsheba

A blog by two cats who used to live in the same house in Northern Virginia. Unfortunately, they are both no longer with us.

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Tortitude Tuesday: I Have Three Stars for a Reason

It started out with a trick. I thought that Mom was going to feed me my dinner, but instead she snatched me up and rudely shoved me into the PTU.

It was time for my annual vet visit. I was NOT HAPPY, but I didn't yowl TOO much during the 10-minute car ride. Now Tripper accused me of being "dainty" when I balanced on the birdbath, but I don't think that's an adjective that many people would use to describe me when they see me at the vet's. I have three stars on my file so they know to watch out for me. I think that you get one star for hissing, two stars for growling and maybe scratching, but you get THREE stars only if you bite and DRAW BLOOD. I lived up to my reputation today.

To begin, I cooperated a little so they would let down their guard. The tech lady weighed me, and I will admit that I am getting a little "voluptuous," Tripper's synonym for "porker." I weigh 11 pounds now, and the vet was actually happy about that. She thinks it's good for senior kitties like me to have a little extra rather than be losing weight. I didn't tell her about those Temptations that Mom feeds me now that I've become a blogging cat and learned about such great treats.
Anyway, after I was weighed, they left Mom and me alone in the examining room. Mom got out her camera, but I foiled her shot.

I went under the corner seat. Mom tried to reach for me to put me back on the table, but I was very cross and bit her! She deserved it for putting me through this torture.

The vet lady came in, and I scooted under the examining table in a small cabinet that housed a refrigerator. They tried to take the refrigerator out, but it was too tight. After donning the gauntlets, the young tech tried to pull me out from that space, but I would have nothing of it. I growled and hissed to show my grave displeasure.

Unfortunately, they would not leave me along. She tried another tactic and was able to reach me from the adjoining sink cabinet. I cursed and said all of the words from Skeezix's bad word list, but to no avail.

They plopped me back on the table and I got a shot. At least they didn't dare take my temperature! The vet told Mom that I was probably a good candidate for a vet that makes house calls. Oh, that might be fun. There are lots of places to hide at home!

Here are two shots of the marks on Mom's hand. You can see a total of only three bite marks because I'm missing one of my lower fangs. She says that the wounds still smart. Next time she might don the gauntlets.

So, Tripper, do you still think I'm dainty? For a guy who asked me to join his harem a while back, you sure don't know how to sweet talk a girl. I'd bite you hard if you ever tried to bunny kick me.

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At Tuesday, July 31, 2007 11:21:00 PM, Blogger michico 小芥 said...

I am sorry for you give 3 stars~!
I hate seeing vet, too. But at least you are very good~! That is great~!

At Tuesday, July 31, 2007 11:27:00 PM, Blogger Kaze, Latte, or Chase said...

That's my girl!!! You have to be attackative so they know that its not cool what they are doing to you. I am missing part of a fang, that's cool we have that in common. I like my ladies fiesty!!! I just growl lowly and when the steal my blood I poop on them!!!


At Wednesday, August 01, 2007 12:17:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Bathsheba, I heard that you were unable to figure out how to get the free Shutterfly book. Here's how:

The easiest way is to do a search thru your email for "shutterfly catster" and find the July 11th (or thereabouts) email from Catster that has a link to your promo code and instructions. I think you can also get there when you're logged in to Catster by going to http://www.catster.com/shutterfly/.

Copy your promo code and then click the link on that page to go to the Shutterfly jump page that has the instructions. What you do is click the link to log in, then paste in your promo code. Once you add your book to the cart and go to checkout, the discount (for the full price of the book) will be applied.

I hope that works! I've gotta scramble to get my book finished!

At Wednesday, August 01, 2007 12:59:00 AM, Anonymous Cheysuli said...

All I can say is You go Girl!

At Wednesday, August 01, 2007 2:22:00 AM, Blogger The Cat Realm said...

Good girl!!! I am proud of you, you probably do not have to take the biting seminar I will be holding at zevo calamaris place in the fall.
I did post a picture of myself without glasses today.....

At Wednesday, August 01, 2007 2:44:00 AM, Blogger Tara said...

My thought exactly, YOU GO GIRL! My hero! I hissed when they took me out of the kennel after my lady gardenectomy. Mom's a little afraid what might happen when I'm due for a checkup!


At Wednesday, August 01, 2007 8:34:00 AM, Blogger Eric and Flynn said...

Haha good furr yoo Bathsheba. Yoo let them know there's no messing wiv yoo.

At Wednesday, August 01, 2007 12:03:00 PM, Blogger Daisy said...

WOWIE! I am very very proud of you Bathsheba. I wish I could get three gold stars on my chart. And I wish I would look really fierce and brave so the people had to wear the gauntlets to handle me. You are my hero!

At Wednesday, August 01, 2007 12:35:00 PM, Blogger Caesar and Princess said...

Oh my... three stars.
going to the vet is horrible though. Nothing ever good happens ... ever.

Purrrs, Princesss.
so glad you made it out alive :-)

At Wednesday, August 01, 2007 10:21:00 PM, Blogger DaisyMae Maus said...

FEROCIOUS! Wow! I'm furry impressed with your tactical warfare, Bathsheba! Three stars is somethin' to be proud of!

At Thursday, August 02, 2007 2:01:00 AM, Blogger Tyler said...

Oh Bathsheba, you shuld meet my big sis Kali. She's a Tortie too, not dilute like you, but she's got the same Tortie attitude. And she's 17.


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