Showing posts with label paw. Show all posts
Showing posts with label paw. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

PhotoHunt: Paw! Also celebrating a birthday

Tabby writes:

It was my 11th purrthday last Thursday!  I went visiting on Wednesday in my party dress, and everyone loved it.  I'm having to go on shorter visits now that I'm getting older, because of my arthritis, but I still can visit for an hour easily and 1 1/2 hours at my regular place.  That's plus the bus ride there and back!

Our humans have been rearranging all the furniture again!  Almost everything in the living room moved, and two bedrooms got switched almost completely!  I got to ride on a shelf as it was being moved, and the kittens we've been kitten-sitting didn't know what to do when the futon mattress came off so that could be moved.

We're posting our photohunt pictures late this time, because of all the rearranging.  Have fun guessing whose paws are whose, and we'll tell you on Thursday!  Carbon and Little Bit declined to pawticipate, because they wouldn't stay still for their paw pictures.

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Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Paw is better!

Rori writes:

My hurty paw healed on its own! Yay! Thanks to everyone for their purrs, prayers, grrrs, and well-wishes. No doctor visit for me, and I'm walking, playing, and running normally. :)

Friday, February 5, 2010

Owie! Hurty paw!

Rori writes:

My paw is owie! It started two nights ago when I was covering up the litter box. Mommy and Daddy think I may have hurt it on the wall or the vanity because I scratch there as well as in the box itself. It hurts to step on it, so I'm hopping while holding it up. I heard something about a doctor visit, but I hope not! They said maybe not until Monday. Mommy and Daddy have both been very gently looking at my paw and have pinpointed which of the pads is being bothersome, but they don't see anything the matter. Daddy thinks it feels a little different when he pushed on it a bit, though. I growled and meowed a little when he did that, but I let him after he reassured me that he was trying to help.

Everyone's following me around wherever I go, so last night I lay down in the litter box in the bathroom to avoid them! When Mommy saw me and asked me what I was doing, I looked up at her, meowed, and jumped out, hobbling out to the kitchen for a bite to eat. I know they're all watching out for me like I watch out for them, and I'm glad of it, but it gets overwhelming sometimes. But that's what comes with the job of "big kitty" of the household!