Saturday, November 19, 2011

The evil eye

In this case - two evil eyes saying "I'll get you for this when you least expect it."

I know I had promised not to show Esme with her cone on, but this look was too good to keep it from you. Unfortunately a visit to the vet's has shown that the problem is bigger than just a scratched ear. I won't go into details, but I can tell Mom is nervous.



She was even more nervous, however, when Esme gobbled down the three pills she has to take by herself, twice already! We are still waiting for the Earth to break apart and I don't know what will happen if Esme does it again today. Mom keeps telling her "that she's the best little girl in the whole wide world". Do we others feel neglected? A bit maybe, but since Esme can only take so much of the mother chicken hovering over her, she hides under the desk if necessary and that's when we get our well-deserved snuggle and play times.

Not that we let Mom get away with it anyway. The last few days I developed a special program called "Ribs, Bladder, Thighs". It's not an exercise program unless you count the balancing part it takes sometimes when Mom starts yelling "Ouch, ouch, that hurts, why do you have to put your little paws there??" and wriggling around a lot to get me off her, hehe.

Greebo prefers to lie on her chest and neck, drape his tail over her face and shove a bunch of hair from his back between her lips. At least he doesn't lie on her face, she'd be gone within seconds.

Meffi likes to dance in her hair. I know it sounds strange. Mom has looong hair, you know, even longer than a Persian or a Maine Coone, and when it's spread over her pillow, Meffi dances around on it. Of course she uses her claws, does whammies and pulls the hair. It's a class act, none of us ever managed to do it as perfect as she does. It's most effective right before Mom wants to go to sleep.

You see you don't have to worry about us. Good thoughts for the Lady of the Cone are greatly appreciated, though.

2 comments:

  1. Feel better Ponder! you're still a cutie!

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  2. Oh, I'm feeling fine, thank you, Sue! It's Esme who's under the weather.
    I stepped on Mom twice today, slept in the "tent" she made from a blanket using her knees as a tent pole and sat down on her pliers a few times!

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