One-Liner Gibbs

Gibbs took his annual trip to the vet on Monday. He hates the carrier and car rides, so I imagined the thought from his handsome face as we drove home from the place of disrepute. “This is such bullshit.“ Gibbs is a healthy boy. He weighs the same as last year, 12.4 pounds. His color-changing left eye is functioning properly, but we keep watch of it. He had his rabies and distemper shots, and bloodwork was submitted to the labRead more

SoCS from the Pod: What’s Old is New Again

*sniff, sniff, sniff* “Hello? Are you new around here?” “Huh? What? Ummm…no. Been here before.” *sniff, sniff, sniff* “Oh, hey Ziva. Where have you been?” “In hell.” “Where?” “In prison.” “Prison?” “Are you going to keep asking stupid questions?” “Not if you don’t. I am only wondering where you’ve been the last four days. I thought something was missing and now I realize it was your blaring snores.” “Well, I’m back. Mom rescued me from prison.” “What’s a prison?” “ThatRead more

Baby Girl – Cee’s B&W Photo Challenge

“This week our topic is Pets and Farm Animals. Be creative if you feel like it, and fun with this challenge this week. Remember your photos needs to be black and white, desaturated, sepia (brown tones) or selective color.  I’m looking forward to seeing what you all come up. Feel free to take new photos or dig through your archives.  The main object of this challenge is to have fun.” This photo of my baby girl, Ziva, was taken five yearsRead more

What’s Crazy?

What is crazy when it comes to how humans interact with and treat their pets? Is it crazy when I talk to my cats and kiss their furry little foreheads? Is it crazy when I dance around the room with an unimpressed Gibbs? Or allow darling Ziva to snore in my ear without pushing her aside? Is it crazy to resist getting up off the couch to use the restroom because one of the babies is curled up and sleepingRead more

One-Liner Wednesday: Options

“You have as many options as you give yourself.”  ~Kasie West~ Gibbs the cat is still struggling a bit with his health. The latest UA and culture revealed no bacteria; however, the last word is that he probably has FLUTD – Feline Lower Urinary Tract Disease. I believe it to be a diagnosis of omission, without benefit of an ultra sound. That (ultrasound) may still be in the picture, but I’m concerned about his nutrition as a cat with FLUTDRead more

The Insanity Cage

“Insanity is relative. It depends on who has who locked in what cage.” ~Ray Bradbury~ In this instance, a bit of insanity prevailed. Neither Gibbs nor Ziva like their cages (a/k/a evil cat carrier), and they definitely do not like the car ride. Both should be thankful. Their annual trip to the vet was delayed by six months due to their human’s schedule and lack of desire to take them out into freezing temperatures and snow. Last week Tuesday wasRead more

Sadness at the Hands of the Authorities

Wednesday afternoon will be a tough one for Gibbs and Ziva. Their annual trip to the vet begins around 3:30 pm, dependent on the human’s agile ability to get them into their pet carrier. During this trip, the two will sing the song of their people and stress over the odor of unknown feline and dog butt. The authorities will poke, probe, and weigh the chubby Queen and her svelte court jester. Both will bear the humility of a needle shoved intoRead more

Overheard by Two Cats

This week’s writing challenge revolves around my favorite inspiration: eavesdropping. Following is a fictional, but somewhat true, account of eavesdropping by two felines. Names have not been changed, but liberties have been taken with the content. Ziva: They are talking about us again. Gibbs: What else is new?   Ziva: Don’t you want to know what they are saying? Gibbs: If you hear “naughty boy,” it’s not about me, I swear.   Ziva: Shush! I’m trying to listen! Gibbs: *seeminglyRead more

There Will be no Flattery Today

 Flattery is like chewing gum. Enjoy it but don’t swallow it. ~Hank Ketcham~ I do believe Gibbs has swallowed his gum several times. He’s the attention-seeking one…the social butterfly…the one who always hears, “He’s such a beautiful cat.” He knows flattery. And, at times, it’s gone to his little gray cranium. Not today, though. It was the Annual Trip to the Vet Day! (or Two Howling Cats Day) There was no flattery in this. Only humility and a veterinarian who saidRead more