Three Against One? The Cat Triumphs Against All Odds

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Dateline: last Wednesday. The cat ponders. "Hmmm, it's Wednesday and Pop isn't getting ready for work. I hope he isn't sick or hasn't gotten downsized. Maybe he's just taking some me-time otherwise known as PTO, unless 45 has signed an executive order doing away with paid time off. I'll just keep aware of my surroundings until I find out what's happening."

What is happening? Will it affect The Cat? Would there be a blog post if it didn't?

48 Hours

Your old stunning pal CK had a rough and trying day Monday although Tuesday was even worse. Lemme start at the beginning. Sunday night I was lethargic and I went to bed early. TW was awake with me all night because she knew we were in for a scorcher weather-wise and I wasn't feeling well. She was waiting for me to start coughing. We were both restless. I'd toss; she'd turn and so it went until about 4:15.

Dancing With Dr. D.

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This post actually has nothing to do with dancing and a lot to do with abuse. Abuse of The Cat. The kitteh's luck finally ran out. The calendar showed it was April and even though I hadn't gotten my usual April asthma attacks, the peeps dragged me kicking and screaming to the stabby place aka the Secaucus Animal Hospital. All sorts of mayhem took place before we even left the house which was far more inneresting than the actual visit. Lemme set the stage.

CK’s Nightmare on County Avenue

After a couple of days I’d rather forget, I found myself caged like a wild animal in a zoo in a PTU sitting on a table in the Secaucus Animal Hospital. I didn’t know how I got there but I fought the entire way. The song of my people was still ringing in the ears of my peeps, traitors that they are. I expected the worst even though I kinda have a rapport with Dr. D.

I Wanna Be Your Cat … Bedford’s Story

June is Adopt a Shelter Cat Month so I’m giving shout outs to some special needs kittehs that are still locked up in the local jails animal shelters through no fault of their own. I was rescued from a kill shelter only to be sent to another shelter where I waited a long time to make my break. Life ain’t easy for cats deemed to be less adoptable like I was.

This week I'm featuring another one of Secaucus Animal Hospital's adoptable pets of the week. He was also featured on their FB page the week of May 15th so our boy has been waiting awhile for his forever home. This adorable tabby boy is Bedford and he is incarcerated at Happy Feet in Secaucus, NJ!

Opt to Adopt—Fuzz

June is Adopt a Shelter Cat month and since I was a shelter cat, I’m going to try to feature at least one adoptable shelter cat every week. I have an incredibly remarkable mancat this week.

Wednesday Word—Asthma

That’s a pretty scary Wednesday Word. I’ve been having a terrible time with my asthma these past 2 weeks. After an extremely bad night on Monday, the peeps whisked me off to the evil v-e-t on Tuesday. I was betrayed by Pop.

I regret to say, I’m usually kinda a pushover to get into the PTU. I’ve only fought them on one occasion. This year, Pop picked me up, carried me to the living room and introduced me to the open PTU. I climbed right in. All hell broke loose once the door was locked. I clawed the bars. I banged up against the sides of the box. I sang the song of my people—loudly and proudly. I was like a caged animal. Wait—I WAS a caged animal!