Ready Set Go

The boyz are all ready for their bedtime story.

Theo's Secret Life

Regular readers of our blog know my all time favorite artist, bar none, is Bob Dylan. That's why I was stunned to see this picture and learn that Theo, in a secret life, has personally met Bob.

Anonymous Troublemaker

An unnamed boy (Diego-san) found an open half full bag of fresh litter sitting in the middle of our basement. I moved it there when I had to rearrange the litter boxes during Diego’s isolation time. This unnamed boy (Diego-san) knocked the open bag over, emptied all the litter on to the carpeted floor, and proceeded to use the fresh litter for number two. Somehow I think this act was one of defiance and not that any of the boyz are more defiant than the others (Diego-san), only one of the boyz (Diego-san) seemed at all interested when I went downstairs to clean up the mess.

Clean as a Whistle

Theo had his annual physical. He checked out A.O.K. with the exception of needing to have his teeth cleaned. He lost a little weight (less than half a pound) and now weighs right around 11 pounds.

He was not too happy with his adventure but wasn't too upset to enjoy the treats the vet offered to him.

Thompson's Creed

One wants his brother to look his best at all times.

Spring Ahead

Thompson wasn't about to let Daylight Savings Time change his schedule any...

Nickel Pose

Diego-san showed me what it would look like if his profile appeared on the nickel. Move over Mr. Jefferson.

Lessons Learned

Thompson has learned it's not a bad idea to sleep with one eye open because of certain little peppy pouncing brothers....

Friday Makeup

Heading into a weekend, Theo understands the importance of being bright eyed and bushy tailed...

Zzzzzs

If you turn the sound up real loud you can hear Thompson snoring. It's such a cute sound...

Cross Our Fingers and Paws

Whatever was irritating Diego's ear the past few days appears to have gone away. Hopefully that will be the last thing he has to deal with for a long, long time.

Poor Guy

I posted too soon yesterday...

Diego-san was sitting on my lap and he began to constantly scratch one of his ears. Even when he wasn't scratching the ear was twitching. I tried to see if there was something inside that I could clean out but he was having none of that.

The scratching continued when we went to bed so I may have to bring him back for yet another vet visit...

Better

Diego-san is slowly returning to himself. He clearly was feeling better yesterday- the wounds are nearly healed and he was closer to his mischievous, big personality self. The cone came off and he enjoyed his returned freedom. He did urp up two meals and I'm hoping that was related to the end of having to take antibiotics making his stomach a bit unsettled.

Steady as He Goes

Theo really did provide a lot of comfort around these parts the past few days just by being himself. His playfulness is always entertaining but I was so glad that one of the boyz was doing his best to make things as normal as possible...

Blankie

Thompson's favorite person, M-, brought us a blanket back from Mexico as a gift for my housesitting her dogs Kurbie and Torii last December. Thompson immediately had to check out our fancy new blankie...

Very Funny

I told Diego-san the only good thing that's come out of his experience is that our house has never had better TV reception. He was not amused...

Thankful Thursday

The boyz and I want to extend a big thank you for all the supportive and helpful comments over the last week and a half. We really appreciate all the well wishes...

Super Trooper

I have to thank Diego-san for being such a great trooper through his health ordeal. I'm thankful he doesn't seem to be blaming me for all that he has had to endure.

I was the one that brought him in after some initial discomfort for a procedure that eventually led to a lot more pain. I was the one that hauled him off in the middle of the night for more pain and brought him home all drugged up and then isolated him from the rest of the house.

I'm the one who has since dragged him off to more visits to the vet. I'm the one who is forcing him to take medicine and wear a cone when I'm not around. He's developed some type of respiratory affliction that has him all stuffed up and sneezing constantly and I suppose I could be blamed for that as well because he picked up the affliction at one of his visits to the vet.

Yet through it all, he still lies next to me in bed, as close as can be and purrs and purrs. He still wants to sit on my lap in the morning for some cuddling. I maybe associated with all his discomfort from the past week and yet he has managed to absolve me from any of the blame. And I appreciate that.

Thompson 2010

Thompson only ate a quarter of his food yesterday. I felt a little bit relieved when he charged down the stairs this morning in anticipation of breakfast. He ate most of his food but still left some in his dish- not at all normal for him. He hasn't shown any other sign of not feeling well so I've been wondering what's been going on. One theory is that he's conducting a hunger strike either in support of his wounded brother or because I've been paying far more attention to his wounded brother.

This morning's paper might have shed more light on the situation. Apparently my boy is considering a run for the U.S. Senate in our neighboring state. Who knew?

P.S. I came home for lunch to pick up Diego-san from the vet (another positive checkup) and Thompson went to his dish so I fed him. I think he's getting back to being completely normal...

His Motor is All Revved Up With Nowhere to Go

Theo wants his brothers to feel better so he can chase them all over the house again soon.