What Do You MEAN This Cat Bed is a Mobile Device???

KATIE:  Hey, Waffles. What are you doing in there?

WAFFLES:  Just hanging out in our cool new bed.

KATIE:  Say, Waffles. You realize that's a MOBILE pet bed, don't you?

WAFFLES:  Cool! You mean like an iPhone? Can I check my Facebook page in this thing? 

KATIE:  It's MOBILE as in it's a bed that doubles as a pet carrier. You know, like what we get hauled off to the VET in.  

WAFFLES:  *silence*

KATIE:  Didn't I see a postcard from the vet on the kitchen counter?  With YOUR name on it?

WAFFLES:  I liked it better when it was an iPhone.

Our cool new bed is from Sleepypod. And despite the fact that it's a PTU in disguise, Waffles and I are both loving it. Not at the same time, of course.

V Is For Vet

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Well yesterday's pet psychic didn't see THIS coming. Either that or she was holding back.

I was abruptly woken from my peaceful slumber and stuck inside this carrier, against my will I might add. I could have sworn I had my kitty well-check at the vet just last week but according to my chart it's been a whole year.

I was in fine form and did not disappoint. The vet tech went straight for the armpit length suede gloves. The gloveless vet was living on the edge though as she looked inside my ears and mouth. Had I not been wrapped in a blanket like a burrito, I'm certain there would have been blood.

After the vaccination stabbing, I was allowed to retreat back into the carrier, out of reach and view of those grabby hands. Meanwhile Glogirly and the woman in the white coat were talking about calories and carbohydrates, giggling it up at my expense.

The good news is I'm down to a sleek and svelte 10.2 pounds and am no longer a contestant on The Biggest Loser. The bad news is I overheard White Coat tell Glogirly I only need 185 calories a day to maintain my girlish figure.

185???  Surely that must be a typo. This does not bode well for my freeze dried salmon habit.

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Postcard Return Address: The VET

Hi everyone, Katie here.

I used to dread the man in the brown shorts who'd ring the doorbell and pound on the door. I realized though that he often comes bearing gifts. Boxes of treats, food, toys, even feathers.

I had no idea it was the MAILMAN I should actually fear.

A postcard came for me. Trust me, it WASN'T from one of my fans. I recognized the return address immediately. Westgate Pet Clinic. I looked on the front, I looked on the back, frantically searching for Waffles' name. Surely he must be due for something.

My hopes were dashed when I saw my own name. Some kind of vaccination, which we ALL know means a shot. And something called a Feline Well Check. That's just a sugar-coated way of telling me I'm going to be poked, prodded and inappropriately touched.

I haven't had my temperature taken in years. They're all too scared of me. I'd like to keep that trend going.

WAFFLES:  Hey Boss!?! You get to go to the Vet??? COOL!

KATIE:  You're kidding, right?

WAFFLES:  You wanna take the Waffle Wagon?

KATIE:  Ah, no. If I must go, I prefer to arrive sans wheels.

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Waffles Wednesday: My New Ride

Hi everybuddy, Waffles here.

Look what I got!!! It's my very own sport wagon! The Boss says it's a stroller. You know, like for babies and stuff. But I'm NOT a baby. I'm a sporty cat.

Glogirly got it for me to take on my outings.

It's brand new so all I've been able to do so far is kick the tires and count the spokes.

We're keeping it inside near my cat tower so I can get to know it better. Glogirly gives me a treat when I jump inside. I've got a toy stash in here too. 

It's got three real bicycle wheels and storage for all my stuff. The riding compartment is a detachable carrier with window shades and racing stripes. Last night I rode from here in the piano room, down the hall past the kitchen, around the dining room table and back. We made the loop six times!

It's orange and silver so it matches my style purrfectly. 

I bet all the girlz are going to want a ride.

Precious Cargo

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Yesterday was quite a day at the Townhouse. You know me, ordinarily I'd LEAP at a chance to poke fun at Waffles. I mean, it IS sort of my job and all.

But I have to cut the orange guy a little slack. And Glogirly too. Yesterday, Glogirly was getting ready to go to a wedding. She was in the bathroom, attending to her toenails with polish remover. She didn't even notice that Waffles was right underneath her stool. All of a sudden a tiny drip of polish remover fell from the cotton ball right smack into Waff's eye.

He freaked.

She wanted to freak. But she grabbed him and raced for the kitchen where Gloman was brewing up his coffee.

She wrapped Waffles up in a blanket with just his head peeking out and held him tight while Gloman flushed his eye with water. Although Waffles squirmed like worm on crack, he never cried and eventually let Gloman hold his eye open while he gently poured water over it.

Then came the tears. Glogirly's. She called up the vet and told them she was on her way.

Waffles is doing just fine and thankfully there's no damage to his eye. Glogirly just needs to keep it moist for a couple of days with a little bit of gel they gave her. The vet said that Glogirly & Gloman's fast actions saved him from what could have been a serious abscess. In fact, had they not flushed his eye, he'd would have likely already developed an abscess by the time they got to the vet. And that was in less than 60 minutes.

Don't tell, but when Waffles came home I walked right up to him and we calmly touched noses. I looked at his eye real close and then we just sat there for a couple of minutes. Of course there's no photographic evidence of this exchange, Glogirly just stood there watching us. Shock and awe, friends. Shock and awe.

Needless to say, we BOTH scored some treats after this episode.

Pee Ess - Glogirly missed the wedding but did make it to the reception...though she left before the cake.  Waff and I are pretty impressed that she gave up cake so she could come home early.

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Q&A With The Sleepypod Pet Travel Experts

Hi everyone, Katie here.

You will not BELIEVE what the orange one has gotten us into now. Thanks to Waffles and all of his *field trips* ... he's convinced the Sleepypod Pet Carrier people that we're some kind of travel expert team.

TEAM?  Seriously. TEAM???

Surely you all know about my tumultuous relationship with the V-E-T and any sort of travel required to get me there.

Still, I AM an expert on most if not all topics. So I'll cut them some slack on this one.

The Sleepypod people have been following our blog and Waffles' escapades for some time now. They invited us to their own Pet Travel Experts Blog for an exclusive Q&A. It's an adorable blog and I hear they even host an occasional giveaway, when they're not chatting it up with celebrity cats like me.

We're shutting down the comments on our blog today so you have a chance to check out our interview. There's lots of fun photos, interesting factoids and plenty of Waffles being...well, Waffles.

Click Here: Pet Travel Expert's Q&A with Hilarious Kitty Duo: Katie & Waffles

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No Receipt, No Return

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Earlier this week, Glogirly took Waffles to PetSmart on some so-called shopping adventure. If you missed Waffles' lame attempt at a blog post about it, you can catch up HERE. For a beautiful, hopeful, yet fleeting moment, I thought Glogirly might be returning him. Or at least exchanging him for something worthwhile. Treats, litter, clearance dog toys...

Alas, my hopes were dashed when she returned home and opened up the carrier. But I'm persistent if I'm anything. Resourceful. Desperate. And I'm pretty good on a computer.

Just have to login to Facebook and do a little status update. Photo attached, of course.

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Waffles Wednesday: Window Walking Weirdo

Hi everyone Katie here.

Since Waffles monopolized yesterday's blog with the kitty lounger giveaway, I'm taking this Wednesday back.

We all know he's a little wet behind the ears. No argument there.

A couple waffles short of a full breakfast.
A few fries short of a happy meal.
A few Bradys short of a bunch.


And lately, he's been exhibiting what can only be described as questionable...
...ok, downright crazy behavior.  As you would expect, I have proof.

EXHIBIT A:
Either he's decided that walking on the floors is too pedestrian, so he's decided to walk UP the windows, or he's blatantly spying on the neighborhood dog.

EXHIBIT B:
Seriously Waffles?  I can totally see you. Plus, do you REALIZE that's a PTU you're *hiding* in???

EXHIBIT C: 

If you were on Facebook yesterday, you may have heard that Waffles has taken to the dogs. He's playing fetch now.  Next thing you know, he'll be coming when Glogirly calls, bringing Gloman his slippers. I fear he may be making the rest of us cats look bad.

I'm watching you, Waffles. Like a hawk

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Recounting My VET Nightmare

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Last week I had my weigh-in at the V-E-T.  I've been trying to compose myself over the past few days before I recount my harrowing experience to you.

Despite the fact that Glogirly could already tell I'm light as a feather, she still insisted on trapping me in my carrier and transporting me to that horrible and evil place. She tried to justify her decision with some crazy talk of excessive hairballs. Hello? I'm a cat. A fastidious one at that...hairballs are part of the package.



Oh the smell. 
And all those strangers, sweet-talking those unsuspecting cats, inappropriately touching them, pretending it's for their own good. How they can live with themselves is beyond me.

The vet tech had read my chart. She knew. She even had the armpit-length gloves at the ready. But I outsmarted her. If anyone was going to draw blood that day is was going to be ME.  I made the first move and engaged her pasty, naked hand. Direct contact. Yes, there was blood.

Then the gloves came out.
Then the blanket.
I fought and fought and fought some more until the exam was done and I was safely back in my carrier I could fight no more.



The verdict?
My low-carb, high-protein diet teamed with my daily Waffles workouts has FINALLY paid off. I've trimmed 10% of my body weight in just over 5 months and I'm now down to my optimum fighting weight.

As for the hairballs, I've got some tasty goo to add to my food for a couple of weeks. So far so good. But I'm telling you, if I feel one coming, I'm aiming at Waffles.

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Sunday Shout Out

Hi everyone, Katie here.

A few weeks ago we received the nicest message from our friend, Dawn, at the Pet Auto Travel Safety Blog. She was given the Versatile Blogger Award and wanted to pass it on to 15 of her favorite blogs. Even though she had only recently found us, she said she couldn't name 15 of her faves without naming us.

She made our furry arms all tingly and warm and we wanted to give her a special safety-shout-out today.

SHOUT!

Her blog is dedicated to cat and dog car travel safety. ...don't worry Dawn, Waffles and I are wearing our seat belts and observing all the posted speed limits.  Oh, and we never drive under the influence of nip or silvervine.

Besides their blog, you can find the Pet Auto Travel Safety Blog on Facebook and Twitter too.

Truth be told, Glogirly doesn't let us drive her hot rod.  Ever. But when we do travel in the car, despite our protests, she makes sure we're tucked safely in our carrier and secured with a seat belt. Thank Cod...because you should see how she drives.

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Shocking Discovery At The Townhouse

Hi everyone, Katie here.

There's been a very concerning development here at the Townhouse. It's hard to even look at it.

At first I thought it was another piece of luggage. Maybe a fancy camera bag. But upon closer inspection, I discovered what appears to be a zippered entry point with a mesh top and sides. Then my heart sank. I noticed one of my TOYS inside. I'm afraid to say this can mean only one thing.

A new PTU.

Waffles Too was quick to the scene. Checking out every inch of it.

Rookie mistake. Any cat with half a brain knows to run UTB when a PTU comes out. This is NOT a toy.

Out of the clear blue, Gloman appeared and scooped me up while Glogirly unzipped the case to expose a dimly lit, cavernous hole. The incredibly soft and plush barren floor didn't even have a blanket. Trapped inside I was nearly overcome by new-PTU smell.

It became clear this was not a test run to make sure I fit inside the new mobile jail cell. Glogirly's profuse apologies meant we were going somewhere. And it wasn't to the mall for smoothies and sandals. 

Thanks, Waffles Too. Thanks alot. Way to stare at me in my most vulnerable state of suffering. What? You want me to say hi to the Vet for you?  *sigh*

You have NO idea what it's like living with the Vet's "pet" patient.

to be continued...

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Dis Temper Of Mine

Hi everyone, Katie here.

You are probably wondering why I've been incommunicado for the past few days. Laying low. Well if you stopped by my Facebook Fan Page, you may have gotten wind of the latest. It's not good.

Not good at all.

You see, last week Glogirly brought me to the V-E-T. That's right, the V-E-T. And not just any V-E-T. This V-E-T in apparently went to the same School of V-E-T that Fin's V-E-T went to. The Crackpot School of V-E-T.

Had I known what was in store, I would have put up a much stronger fight when Glogirly forced me into my plaid carrier. I don't care how cute and fashionable it is. I don't care that it matches her pretty red car or my pretty red chair. It's a wolf in sheep's clothing I tell you. Nothing more than a V-E-T transport system.

She even had the audacity to put Green Frog in with me. Now he stinks of V-E-T and I can't touch him.

So I had two gigantic shots. One was for rabies. So much for my theory that rabies is a dog's disease. And the second was for my temper. NEWS FLASH: A shot is NOT going to help dis temper of mine.

After the two horrific needle incidents the Crackpot V-E-T began using a word no cat wants to hear. DIET. No, not diet as in, "Hey! Let's Eat!!" We're talking diet as in "Food Deprivation." "Weight Loss." "EXERCISE." Apparently my svelte 9 pounds has turned into a tubby 10-plus. If I don't lose the weight, then we're talking low carb. LOW CARB? I bet you any amount of nip that my tasty gingivitis food is anything but low carb.

Just as we were getting ready to leave, the Crackpot V-E-T had the nerve to compliment me on my teeth. I've been doing such a good job crunching on my high fat, high calorie gingivitis food that I no longer have gingivitis. Well that's a fine how-do-you-do.

I can't win.