Op day...

This morning mummy took me to the vets for my operation. I really didnt want to go and shouted at her the whole way there in the car. I do like Ella the nice vet lady though... she says I am a frisky little beauty. She clearly knows a quality kitty when she sees one.

Mummy went home and the next bit is a bit of a blur - but when I woke up I thought that I had turned into a chicken....

Thankfully the nurse was just a bit too keen with her razor (so mummy tells me). When mummy came to pick me up I was so pleased to see her. I felt all woozy and I couldnt really see properly but I knew she was here cause I could hear her and I could smell her yummy mummyness.

She held my paw all the way home in the car which she said was pretty tricky when she was changing gear and going round corners. But my mummy loves me.

When we got home she went upstairs and got my favourite jumper that I like to snuggle under but whilst I'd been out daddy had the kitchen door open and there were some flies buzzing around.

I like flies.

So even thought the nice vet lady had told mummy to make sure I had a nice restful afternoon I clearly had to get those flies.

Cause that's my job, right?

Thank you for all of your kitty love. I got it all and look... I have killed 4 flies, 2 spiders and one beetle this afternoon. Not bad going for a post op kitty...

Big purrs..

Cheryl


And please vote for my mummy if you get a spare 5 minutes... someone thought she was pretty enough to enter a competition to be the Face of Simple... of course I think she is but they have a no kitten voting thing going on :( link on the side bar.

Feeling curly...

A big hello to all you kitties. It has been a lovely sunny day today and I spent most of it sunbathing on top of daddy's fabric bin. It's a great spot for warming my ears!
Mummy has spoken to the nice vet lady and they have decided that it's best if I get spayed before I start to call.
Thursday is the big day so please send me lots of love an purrs.

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No pictures mummy

Thank you all so much for all of the lovely comments that you have left for me. Mummy has had a tough decision to make this week. You see I am 7 months old and mummy has to choose if she lets me go into season or if she takes me to the vets to have me spayed.

Both things are going to stressful for me and she just wants to make sure that I'm OK.

I found a new game today.... attacking her camera strap! I am a naughty kitty!

Thank you kitties.

A very big thank you to all you blogging kitties for the lovely message of support. They are much appreciated. I've been playing my all time favourite game this evening... it involves me and a box of crisps. I jump in. Mums shouts "Cheryl..." I pop my head out of the box and she shouts "out!" I get out of the box, run over to her for a kiss and she carries on with what she's doing so I jump back in the box and we start all over again. Such fun.
But now I'm worn out from all of that playing.

My results....

I told you about Jimmy passing away but now we have some more bad news. My test results came back yesterday and my antibody titre is >1280. This is the same level as Jimmy's when he passed away.
My mummy is really upset and I am jumping around like the crazy thing that I am to show her how healthy I am.
FIP is a really horrible thing and we hope and pray that someone will find a cure and that I'm going to live a long and healthy life.
If you want to know more about FIP pop by these sites.... sockfip.info and www.dr-addie.com but get your mummy to read them cause it is pretty scary stuff to a little kitty.