Locked out

So yesterday Mama and Curt's landlord came over to the house. She had the sprinkler man put in new sprinklers. The timer is in the same closet as my litterbox. (You see where this story is going?)
When they left they completely closed the door to the closet. They locked me out of my own bathroom! And I don't know how to use the human toilet. I held it for as long as I could and then I just had to go ... No. 2. Which is much easier for humans to clean up than cat pee.
I heard Curt telling Mama the story that when he came home he said it smelled like sh.. in the house. He then took the trash bins out front for garbage day. When he came back in it still smelled like sh.. and then he saw the nice pile I left on the carpet near the closed closet.
So Curt cleaned it up and then Mama did a second clean up when she got home. And now all is good.

Teeth cleaning

So today I got my teeth cleaned. I wondered why my food bowl was so empty through the night. I tried telling Mama I wanted it filled up. But she didn't seem to get it.
Everything seemed fine this morning ... well, except for the fact that I didn't have any food in my bowl. And then I started to get suspicious when Mama was just sitting around. What was she waiting for? Ah, Curt. Then I was off. I knew they wanted to stuff me into that little box. I darted to the spareroom/office behind the futon. They got me out of there and I ran to the kitchen under the table. But Mama got me and they stuffed me in the carrier.
Even tho. I hate getting in that carrier the people at the vet's office are really nice to me. I had a nice cage to sleep in. Dr. Wright was super cool and she didn't even have to pull any of my teeth.
By the time Mama picked me up I was myself again and ready to go. She brought me home and gave me some food. I was pretty hungry.



You can see me here munching away. You can also see my bandage. They had to shave a spot on my leg for my IV and it was a little bloody. But I am just about back to my old self now.

Not as bad

So I had to go to the vet again yesterday. I also went last week. And last week the rumor was I was going be put under, get my teeth cleaned and possible extractions. Well, that didn't happen because something was up with my heart.
I went back to the vet yesterday for my ultrasound. I had an ultrasound and another EKG. It seems that I have a mild thickening of the heart. No one seems too concerned. But we are waiting to find out what my cardiologist has to say once they look at my findings. Mama thinks I will have to take medicine. And I hate taking medicine.
I wasn't as mad at her this time as I was last week. I hope she noticed I refused to cuddle with her for days. I mean, she takes my food away, she and Curt stuff me in that horrible little carrier and then I go to the vet and am tortured all day. Yesterday the torture was minimal and I was without food for a much smaller amount of time.
Do you think I will have to go back to the vet soon? I hope not.