Summa Pains

Teh summa haz ben mixd up fur me. Teh start had me frowing up moar. Ai haz sum speshul food whut Ai duz not liek. Mom got teh nuggets kine but Ai duznt liek taht so much needer. So Ai tries 2 sneek Wimphead's fude. Ai kin jis glare at him & he will moov, cuz Ai am FURS CAT!!!

 Mom & Poppa cot on 2 taht trik & started feeding him at a diffurnt tiem Or, in teh case of Mom, who haz moar payshins, stand rite tehre & wach me eat mai noms.But when Wimphead moovs Ai eat his fude enyways. Mom haz started mixing medicine fude wiht teh reglar stuff so Ai will eet moor ov it.

Ai also has mai arfritis aking up moar so Ai haz to keep mai bones warm on Poppa or on teh catio cement. Sumtiems in mai favrit lawn cher next 2 Poppa's. Poppa iz teh only wun in teh hows who lieks a cold, cold hows.

Well, Ai haz 2 go nak owtsides now fur warming mai bones. Ow! Mai lef shoulder hurts!

~Emperor Bob

The Joys of Adopting Older Pets

Good morning! I'm Bob and Winston's mom and I just wanted to stop in to post a serious essay on the joys of adopting older pets. Serious. I'm wearing my serious face as I type this. Believe me, it is a really serious face.

First, I like to take pictures of the adventures of the boys. Bob doesn't like to have his picture taken so he usually stops doing the cute humorous things once I take out my camera. Then he glares at me and says, "OK, enuff wiht teh pikchurs." This attitude he has learned from his Poppa. Seriously. Winston doesn't care as long as he has food and gets an hour's worth of chin rubs each day. That is all he wants. Ever. Except maybe a squirrel which he cannot catch because his previous family had him declawed.

He was able to bring me a lovely black and white moth from the back yard and a palmetto bug which had crawled under the patio door after a rain. No. I take that back. he doesn't share his palmetto bugs. Instead he used to play with them in the hall until the legs fell off. That's when I would find a legless and often headless bug in the hallway and Winston would give me a look that says: "Oh. Furgot about that. Since he ain't movin' no more, you kin hav him." I have since installed a weather strip under that door to save the limbs and lives of hapless palmetto bugs. Yeah, that's the ticket--I'm saving palmetto bug lives.

The  adventures of Mr. Bob Buttons and Winston Henry---the ones I can and cannot photograph---are such fun. Hopefully some of their antics will encourage Bob's readers to adopt an older pet from a shelter so that they, too can have fond older pet adventures. I have to share today's with you.

Actually, Mr. Bob Buttons has been very busy hanging with his Poppa and watching the Burn Notice marathon. Meanwhile, Win has had to go to the vet today to have his teeth cleaned. This involved
him being squeezed into the soft pet carrier (while I thought I could hear Bob chuckling) and having to stay there all day until the anthes--anesth--- until the "knock out" meds wore off. There is a residual effect for the rest of the evening--meaning, Winston is still a bit loopy from his procedure.

After I dropped Win at the vet, Poppa told me that he and Bob had such fun. First there was the morning nap. Then, Poppa said Bob suggested they go to Burger King at about 11:30. He said Bob thought it would be a good joke if he drove through the drive through. "Immajum teh look on teh cashiers' face!" Poppa told Bob that that was not a good idea because Bob is not on our insurance as an approved driver. Perhaps this summer after he's had a driver's ed class and earned a  permit.

We live not far from the zoo so they went there after their after lunch nap. Bob wanted  a snow cone at the zoo but Poppa knows he never finishes them. So he got a bag of popcorn instead--which Bob shared with the elephants and the lions. Sometimes we can hear the lions' roars from our front yard. Bob was so glad to meet them in person. He introduced himself and told them he was a big fan of their broadcasts. Poppa said when he turned away for a bit, he could have sworn that he saw the lion and Bob exchange raised paw salutes and he thought he heard Bob say, "Solidarity! Free Timba!"

On the way home, Poppa needed a few things from the grocery. Bob stayed in the car. When Poppa came out of the store he heard all kinds of racket. Bob was making faces at two weimaraner  dogs in the neighboring parked car and the dogs were going nuts! Bob was laughing his head off at them and they were barking their heads off with dogfanities.

"Come on, Bob. Let me get you home!" Poppa said. Then they both ate something fried because I wasn't home to stop them and they took an afternoon nap. About that time I came home with drugged out Winston in the pet carrier. I poured Win out of the carrier and he slid under the kitchen table. I was sure Bob was snickering behind his paw.

I asked Poppa not to forget to feed them while I ran to a meeting and that they should watch Win who was still woozy from the sedation at the vet's.  During a commercial break, Poppa went out to smoke and Bob followed as usual. They left the patio door slightly open behind them.  A few seconds later, an orange streak ran out  between them and across the yard squealing, "Squiiiiiiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrreeeeeelllll!"It was Win. He tripped over a branch and rolled over on his back and just lay there under the oak tree. "Ooooooo. Ah see skwurls up der!"

Bob looked at Win, then up at Poppa. "Wat a ijjit!"

When I got home from my meeting, Poppa and Bob were finishing up the Burn Notice marathon and preparing for dinner. Winston was on the patio staring at a potted plant.

There are many adventures to be had from adopting an older pet. There are eight million stories in the naked city. This has been one of them.

Been Finking

Ai hav bee finking lately: Ai been finking abot how Ceiling Cat haz ben looking owt fur me. W'en mai urs fambly lefted me N teh hows & Aunt Carol camed 2 feed me, she cudda lefted me, too. W'en Ai got frone owt teh hows wiht teh furrrnitchur, Aunt Carol cudda callded aminul contro fur me, butshe took me 2 hr hows & Ai meeted mai PetGurl. Who knowd Aunt Carol wud tek me 2 Mom, Poppa & PetGurl's hows? Yep, Ceiling Cat wuz looking owt fur me!

So Ai'm finking, Ceiling Ca iz looking owt fur Winston, too. Ai seed him on Faysbuk & Mom went 2git him outta CAAWS wher tehy iz berry mice 2 kittehs but Winston wuz not adjustin' well. His furs fambly givved him away, too. Mom wuznt eben going 2wurk tihs summer but had a feelin' Winston wuz s'posedta liv wiht us. Taht iz Ceiiling Cat at wurk.

Long ez Winston knos who iz boss arown heer, he kin stay.

Oh, & Ceiling Cat, Ai hope U furgiv me fur wat Ai wuz finking abot Mom yessirday w'en Ai went out 2 bakyard & she furgots me & went 2 wurk.

~Bob

P.S. Mai friend Rumpy Dog is having Aminul Welfare Blogger Challinj. A had teknikul diffakultees gittin on tehre but keep tryin, ebberbuddy! Heer'steh link:
http://rumpydog.com/2013/01/27/the-animal-welfare-blogger-challenge/

Mewmember:

• tell peepuls 2 fink abopping a older pet liek me--kitteh OR goggie is gud!
• hug ur anipal if u haz 1
• talk 2 Ceiling Cat 2day & ebber day! ~Bob

Hurry! CAAWS has Pets Fur $12

Fur teh Crispmouse seezin CAAWS (Captiol Area Animal Welfare Society) is lettin' the anipals git abopted fur jus' $12 each! Git it? 12th monf = $12. Heh, heh. AI liek how tehy do taht.

So go to Progress Road neer teh Baton Rouge Metro Airport and give a kitteh or goggie or bofe a 4ever home. Heer's teh web site:

http://www.caaws.org/welcome.php

~Bob (NOT Winston but this is where Mom got him)

Winston's Ad

Mom calld Companions Animul Alliance & took out ad fur Winston on Craig's list. Now she's mekking signs. Craig's list ad goes like tihs:
http://batonrouge.craigslist.org/laf/3104718892.html

Prowd ov Maisef. Gotta SANG!!

Ov cors Ai am prowd 2B TEH CAT. Cats & sum goggies kin do grate fings eben wit' no fumbs. But 2day Ai am prowd 2B member of ASPCA wit' mai own card N all! Ai reeely got sumpn N teh brokundown mailbox besides a card frum teh vet sayin' "Iz tiem fur BobButtons 2 git hiz cat butt probed!"

 Wif taht sed, Ai gotta sing!

Lubbly Day 

(apolllygees 2 Bill Withers)

W'en mai Poppa, Mom, PetGurl & me

Mek a fam'ly w'at iz whole.

W'en Ai wekkup n the moarnin & 

Tehr iz cat food n mai bowl

Tehn Ai look owtsides

An' teh birds iz chirp-chirping

Skwurls iz runnin' rown

An' Ai kno iz gonna be

A lubbly daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

A lubbly daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

We R Fammerlee

All mai frenz we R talkin' 2gedder when we git online;

Kitteh's, goggies & eben a turtle--we talk all teh tiem!

All teh peepul look @ us & say, "Kin tehy B taht close?

Anipals being 'burds-of-a-fedder?"

W'at we say 2 tohse is:

"We R Fammerlee! Kittehs, goggies, burdees & ME!"

"We R Fammerlee! Kittehs, goggies, burdees & ME!"

W'en we see anipals taht R homeless, we tell ebbrywun.

Sumtiem we just lif' up eech udder & hav sum fun.

All ov teh peepuls look at us & say, "We shud help 'em owt

So no annimals hurt & they git homes!"

Tehn wit' us tehy shout:

"We R Fammerlee! Kittehs, goggies, burdees & ME!"

"We R Fammerlee! Kittehs, goggies, burdees & ME!"

Aint Wurried

[Whistles] Ain't wurried. [Whistles]

Ai'm happy. [Whistles]

Ain't wurried. 

Ai'm happy, meow.

Heer's a li'l song Ai rote

U mite wanna howl it note fur note

Ain't wurried. 

Ai'm happy.

Got a place frum w'er Ai dont roam

Got maisef a 4ever home

Ain't wurried. 

Ai'm happy.

Got me a blanky fur m'naptiem wurl

W'en Ai needs a brush Ai got a good PetGurl

Ain't wurried. 

Ai'm happy.

[Whistles] Ain't wurried. [whisltes]

Ai'm happy. [Whistles]

Ain't wurried. 

Ai'm happy, meow.

(c) Mr. BobButtons. Fank yew. Fank yew berry much.

Frens June Buggie & Rumpy Dog Looking fur Home Fur Cat Friend

June Bug and Rumpy's hyoomin haz been fostering a rescued cat named Malachai. Go to this link and check him owt. Mebbe U kin help: http://rumpydog.wordpress.com/2011/12/21/june-buggie-updates-us-on-malachi/

No-homed is Sad

My mama showed me pikchurs of da kittehs wit no homes. Ebber kitteh should habs a home. Ebber goggie should habs a home, too! Dis is sad w'en kittehs & goggies hav no homes & no hyoomins. Ai'm glad mama & poppa givved me a home.

http://www.aspca.org/adoption/cats.aspx
http://www.aspca.org/adoption/dogs.aspx