Meowllo everypawdy, you are not gonna believe what happened last week. Me’s loungin’ ‘round just tremblin’ under da chair enjoyin’ da rains and thunder and mommy brings in a postcard and says it’s fur me. Well let me tell ya’, me luvs to get mail, so me couldn’t wait fur mommy to read it to me. Da front had these cutesy fotos of kitties and doggies, so me could only ‘magine good things. Maybe me had won a lifetime supply of noms. Or better yet, a lifetime supply of freeze dried chicken breast treats. Those chunks of white meat chicken are so yummy, me can taste ‘em now. (looks off dreamily and licks lips) Anyways, me ask mommy to read it to me.
Big mistake furiends. Ifin ya’ get a postcard in da mail with cutesy kitties and doggies on it…throw it out, tear it up, rip it to shreds, eat it, just do somethin’ with it befur da peeps get a chance to see it. It’s da postcard from hell. Dat stinky ‘ole VET had da nerve to send me a card tellin’ me to tell mommy to call them up and make a ‘pointment fur me to get poked and purrodded. Can you believe dat? Me’s respawnse to dat postcard? Sure thing doctor C me will get right on dat. Me can’t wait to be manhandled and jabbed. Me’s gonna tell mommy to make dat call ASAP. Yeah, right. What’s up with them? Do they think me actually likes them? Do me’s hisses and growls not tell them clear ‘nuff dat me doesn’t enjoy me’s time there? Me told mommy dat she could just throw dat out and ignore it all together.
But alas, mommy had da nerve to call over to da VETs office and schedule an appointment. Me has to find some place to hide or else me will be getting’ assaulted Fursday meownin’. Dat’s right, me’s ‘pointment is Fursday at 11 o’clock. Me may just have to give da VET da ‘ole whacky paw so he’ll get da message and not be sendin’ anymore of those cutesy postcards. Me hopes your day goes better than me’s day. As you’ve purrobably figgered out by now, we’re way behind on our visitin’. Just wait, you’ll find out ‘zactly why later this week. And hopefully things will get back to normal soon. Seems mommy’s monthly doctor’s ‘pointment is Wednesday, and of course there’s all this lease re-certification stuffs mommy has to get together, so we’s plannin’ a big ketch up with you all this weekend and when we can durin’ da week. Seems June is a really busy month fur us. Me’s gonna wrap it up now, da lawn crew just showed up. Kittens!!! And it’s only miserable Monday. So much fur me’s nappin’ and strollin’ plans. Mommy, ifin ya’ need me, me will be UTB.
Remember, be suspicious of all cutesy animal postcards addressed to us furries. It’s most likely da postcard from hell.
Till da next time…………………………………….Be Blest!!!
Do you get reminder notices from your VET?
Do you (your kitty) like your VET?
Service Cats U.S. 
You need to start checking the mail first.
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You got dat right. MOL
Luv ya’
Dezi
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Yes, Dezi, we get those darn cards from our vet too, I wish we had a mails slot instead of mailbox if we had a mail slot I’d grab those cards and chew them up before dad saw them.
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MOL Me too Pete. Me thinks we oughtta look into gettin’ one of those mail slots. MOL
Luv ya’
Dezi
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I ackshually like da vet, I gets belleh rubs there.
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You know, we don’t get postcards! The vet calls mommy on her phone so we never have a heads up! Good luck on your appointment.
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Good luck at your appointment. Maybe they’ll give you some treats to make it better?
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Dat would be nice, but they only have doggie treats. No offense but yet another reason me doesn’t like them. Clearly they don’t care much fur us kitties.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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Well that’s just rude!
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Me thinks so too Noodle, but it’s purretty common ’round here. 😦 Mommy usually brings treats with us and stops at da golden arches to get me a bacon burger when she has da money.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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We’ve gotten postcards like that, too, Dezi. We’ve tried our best to hide them from the mom, but she always knows about them. We hope all goes well for you on Thursday morning.
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dezi….we wundered why de food servizz gurlz place oh employ waz sendin ewe a postal card 🙂 then we red sum mor N said….crap…..
if ya wanna hide out heer in trout towne; ya can ~~~~~~ we will send ewe direct shunz how ta get heer; in code !!!! ♥♥♥ 🙂
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Fanks dear ones, me’s on da way. MOL
Luv ya’
Dezi
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Dezi, next time your momma says there is a postcard for you, grab it in your teefs and chew it up!
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We get postcards like that from the vet, too! Mom puts them on the fridge – to our horror!!
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On da fridge? OMC Me would die. MOL
Luv ya’
Dezi
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I guess they have to send a postcard with happy kitties or doggies on it or everyone…us cats….would slip it in the garbage at the picture of the vet’s office. MOL What animal could like the vet? He does nothing nice on a visit. What does he expect?
Shoko
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Yeah Shoko me guesses you’s be right. Next time tho’ me will be ready. MOL Altho’ sis Lexi never seemed to mind. Me just never unnerstood dat.
Luv ya’
Dezi
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Kali doesn’t seem to get as upset as I do. Maybe its something that older female granny cats don’t seem to find as terrible as we do.
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