I am an A+ kinda kitty

Ruff Ruff sent my mama my report card. I got an A+ and yes, I am bragging. I love when Bettina and Joey (ha! we share a first name) come to take care of me. (I also loved when Grandpa and Hilda took care of me. Hilda brushed me every day. I love her!)
Anyway, check out my awesome report card:

Shhhh

Grandpa and Hilda are sleeping right now. So I thought I would sneak into the office and blog for a bit.

So I miss Mama and Curt. But Ruff Ruff took great care of me the first few days. And now Grandpa and Hilda are here. I have been following Hilda around a lot. I investigated her suitcase and her toiletries. I really like her.

OK, back to bed. Hope you are having a great time Mama and Curt. And even tho. I don't like beer, have one for me.

2-week party?

So Mama and Curt took off yesterday for vacation. I will miss them. But I am excited for Ruff Ruff Pet Care to come take care of me. Also part of the time my grandpa and Hilda are coming to hang out with me. I hope Mama told them where the treats and brush are. 

I am sure Mama and Curt are having a good time. Tho. I hear the weather isn't so nice. And it is beautiful here.

Go Joey! It's my Birthday!

Today I turn 14. Mama and I have been together for almost 14 years. She got me when I was 6 weeks old. Can you believe someone threw me and my litter in a Dumpster!?!? Jerks! But at least I found my Mama after that.

Mama and Curt gave me an Eggplant catnip toy this morning. I was a little skeptical at first. But I warmed up to it. I also got treats this morning. I love you Mama!

Here I am sniffing my new toy while sitting on my cardboard scratching post.

What gives?

Mama and Curt have really been laying on the torture lately. Curt grabs me and Mama smears some nasty tasting stuff on my lips. Blech! I am forced to lick it off--I mean, what else can I do? I got no thumbs to grab a napkin and wipe that crap off.
Mama also rubs some weird stuff on my right eye. She is quite sneaky about it.
Well, last night was the ultimate torture. Curt grabbed me. Mama rubbed that nasty stuff on my lips. While I was gagging on that, she rubbed the other stuff on my eye.
I got my revenge. I stabbed Curt in the lip with my nail! Ha! Take that you jerks!

Happy Birthday Month to ME!!!!

Here's a shot of me when Mama came home from work one day. She doesn't like me to sit in this window because the coffee pot is right there and she doesn't want me to knock it over and break it and hurt myself on the glass. But I am careful. And don't I look so cute? I know Mama couldn't resist taking my picture.

Today my vet sent me an e-mail wishing me a Happy Birthday this month. It is such a nice e-mail that I want to share it:

Dear JOEY,

We heard a rumor that someone very special is having a birthday thismonth -- you! We hope it's a memorable one, full of fun and hugs fromyour favorite humans.Here's wishing you a happy and healthy birthday and many more to come.Oh, and one more thing -- let your favorite human handle the birthdaycandles!

Sincerely,

The Doctors and Staff at Broadway Pet Hospital

I'm still here

Hey everyone. Sorry I haven't blogged in a long time. I would say it is because I am busy. But we all know that isn't true. I am lazy--plain and simple.
After events today I felt a post was in order.
Mama and Curt tricked me. Mama pretended like she was holding me and cuddling. And then I heard Curt open the closet door. That meant one of two things: they were either getting out the vacuum or the cat carrier. I hate BOTH of them! I tried to get out of Mama's arms. I even punched my paw into her throat. She was coughing, but, dang it, she wouldn't let go of me.
They put me into the carrier and Mama took me to the vet. Can you believe the vet is open on a Sunday? What kind of place is that?
While Mama and I waited in the exam room I did some exploring. (See pics below.) The vet came in and asked Mama some questions and then she checked my heart and lungs. Good. Checked my teeth--not so good. I am gonna have to go back and have them cleaned. (I have been through that before.) Can you believe the vet mentioned I am overweight? I weigh in at 16 pounds 12 ounces. Everything looked good. My right eye gets watery sometimes. I have herpes--but don't get grossed out. It isn't the same in cats as in people. Mama is gonna have to feed me something and put something in my eye. You know that is gonna suck!
I had some blood work done, my shots, got a dewormer, etc. And I get to go back at some point for my teeth cleaning.
So, not such a great day. After I finish this post I am gonna go hide.



Mama took some pics of me while I was exploring, via her iPhone. It takes pretty good pics. I know how to open drawers and cupboards. I was trying really hard to open the cabinets at the vet's office. In the fifth picture you can see that I found something good--the trash opening. I got in there a few times and every time I did Mama pulled me out.
Mama also took a pic of a poster in the room. I am almost 14 years old. So for people I am in my 70s. I am still pretty frisky in my old age.