This is my new, improved stomach. Amazing how changing a stomach can change a mind. Age no longer seems so important. The difference is, for the first time in 22 years, I can eat a normal meal without puking; I can sleep lying back; i.e., I don't have to sleep sitting up. Whoa, wow and whoopee, who'd a thunk it mattered so much.
ABOUT CATS, SPECIFICALLY, THE CONCEPT OF THE AUXILIARY CAT
Poor Fina has been the "other cat" for two years. Now, suddenly, she has accepted the term "auxiliary" and her outlook has greatly improved. She has declared that she will henceforth be called Fifi, a name that suits her personality. Let Calliope, aka Pyepye, be the Queen. Fifi will be the Princess. Let Pyepye get first dibs on the lovey love chair. Pyepye is such a demand bitch that she will eventually become petulant and leave; and in the lovey love chair seconds ain't so sloppy. Bottom line, contrary to popular opinion, the human can be shared.
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11 years ago
4 comments:
22 years? Holy cow!
Can I get a bigger stomach so I can eat more? That surgery is probably too expensive for a cat.
I guess humans can be shared. At least Mom calls me "Princess Lily" she doesn't call Maggie "Queen" or "princess" HA! I just get the left armpit while Maggie usually takes the right.
Cats can get the surgery if they have the right kind of insurance, I think. My cats don't need bigger stomachs. they can eat as much as is available, no matter how much that is.
True that!
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