My Big Week
I guess you guys heard from Pop earlier this week that I am now registered. The city found out about me because the vet has to report to them every animal she vaccinates for rabies. Recently I had my three year booster shot. This reporting process only began last year. And just for the record, as anyone who is owned by a feline knows, we cats register only one way. We are Independents.
Something else happened to me this week. I discovered that having my hair brushed is pleasant. Pop tried to brush my hair a couple of years back and I went all Tasmanian devil on her. Her hands were bloody and covered in my fur. This time Mr. Pop decided to give it a try. Maybe I’m mellowing out with age, but I didn’t fight him. In fact, I stretched out and allowed him to brush away. He claims to have brushed out enough hair to make a whole other cat.
Now don’t think that I’ve lost all my fight. If he gets near my tummy with that brush, things could get ugly. I think I have made the rules very clear.
So as this week draws to an end, I am a registered cat with the shiniest coat you have ever seen. Too bad I’m an inside cat because I think the way I look now would just drive the lady cats wild!
Have a great weekend and maybe give something new a try. You might like it.
Fred the Cat (the cat who loves you guys!)