Da Boyz

Previously, I found an online company that makes 3-D frames so I had one made in memory of Thompson. I really liked how it turned out. I figured he’d want to be near his brothers so this past week I had one made from a picture of Theo and Diego-san. It arrived yesterday... Da boyz.

Sweet Boy

I forgot to mention but when Theo visited the vet last week to get his pee tested he had an empty bladder so I had to leave him there for the morning. (I wonder how they got the pee? In an empty litter box? A needle? I didn’t want to ask.) The vet tech who returned him to me said, “He’s the sweetest cat ever!!!" I don’t disagree. He loves to rub up against people and purr away... Sweet, sweet Theo.

Off Year Elections

All of us got a well deserved sticker yesterday.

Dressing in a Hurry

Theo put his feet on the wrong way.

Hours Apart

Diego-San was not a happy boy yesterday morning when his internal clock told him it was time for breakfast but my alarm clock told me I had another hour to sleep. Many head butts ensued.

Sunday Selfie

He used the extra hour from Daylight Saving Time to prepare.

They Got This

I had a presentation to give at a venue three and a half hours away from my house. I stayed at a hotel near the venue Thursday night (Halloween). The boyz seemed to have handled the trick or treaters that stopped by.

Theo Update

Got Theo’s urine test results back. There were no abnormalities other than the vet said it was a little dilute which could indicate kidney issues. She wasn’t too worried about it though. I’ve been a little worried since he is missing the litter box. The vet said this often is a sign of something physical since he is trying to do the correct thing.

I went to clean the litter box today and saw some liquid outside the box. Upon further inspection, it contained chunks of chicken so obviously Diego-San had urped up a meal. I muttered I was glad it was vomit and not urine. That’s probably the first time that has ever been muttered in the history of feline kind.

Trick for Treats

It’s Halloween. Theo’s costume? A starving cat.

Yoga

Diego-San his doing his yoga. He refuses to do the downward dog, but much prefers the stretched out kitty.

Head Scritches

I’m giving Diego-San a head scritch. Theo is scritching his own head from the inside out.

Heartwarming

The nice thing that has happened over the past few months is Diego-San is starting to be more acceptive of Theo. They don’t snuggle, but they are spending time in close proximity more and more. Yesterday Diego-San actually took a spot next to the napping Theo.

Unhappy T

Theo had a visit to the vet. His peeing in places other than the litter box issue has gotten worse. He actually sat on the carpet next to me while I was working on my computer and peed. Unfortunately the visit wasn’t very productive because his bladder was empty. So it’s back to the vet on Tuesday.

Nappin with the Food Guy

All seems forgiven for leaving the boyz by themselves Thursday night...

Bob

Bob Dylan was fantastic. The show was at a venue about 80 miles from my house so I decided to stay at a hotel. The boyz sitter said Diego-San told her a lot of stories during her visit. He has become much more vocal the past year and a half.

And if you think seeing Bob for the 49th time is crazy... I got on the hotel elevator after the show and the guy next to me flew in from Germany to see him. He’s been to over 200 Dylan concerts.

The Answer My Friend

I told Theo I’m about to go to my 49th Bob Dylan concert. He let me know he doesn’t have enough toes to count that high.

Diego Savings Time

I read something I wrote in 2003 shortly after I brought Diego-San and Thompson to their new home. I wrote about how much energy they both had. Sixteen years is a long time ago...

Tootsies

Hey Theo! It’s Toesday. Show us your toes!

Task Master

I’m trying to teach Diego-San how to make my bed since he’s the one that races underneath the sheets when I’m changing them. He quite honestly doesn’t seem too interested in learning.

It’s Good

Since it’s Sunday and NFL time, Theo is practicing his goalpost ear formation.