THE CAT & THE MEDS (ADDING INSULT TO INJURY)

"When you're sick,

does your dignity matter more,

or less?..."

The things you have to go through in the name of medicine...

Just look at me!!

All momified just so TICKLEBEAR can administer me my meds...

What about my ego?

The colors of this towel are not even in my color palette!!!

LIFE sucks, big time!!!

:(~

Hissssss!!!

CARRIE's FIRST LOVE AFFAIR

It's LOVE at first sight!!

Big & strong,

with some exotic flair.

Purrrrrrr!!

Did he notice me?

Perhaps not...

Maybe i should make the first step.

I'm a modern gal after all!!

"Hey sexy!!"

Hum...

not big on conversation,

are you?!?

he's got a great smile though...

& what has he got under there???...
Oh, nice!!!
Yup, he's a keeper!!!
Purrrrrrr!!

THE HARSH LIFE OF A BLOGGER

It's tough competing with Ticklebear

when comes the time to blog...

it's no easy task

for a tiny creature like me.

Oh well!!

I guess I'll just wait for my turn.

He's bound to go away,

eventually...

No?!?

DO I SNORE???

I-M-P-O-S-S-I-B-L-E !!!!

A pretty little thing like me just couldn't...

Hissssss!!!

LET'S PLAY BALL !!

is there anything more fun

than to grab a ball & have fun with it?!?

me luvs' balls!!!

Purrrrrrr!!!

CARRIE GOT CARRIED AWAY IN THE CARRIER (TO THE VET!!!)

The last few days have been somewhat eventful for me,

as I've changed residence,

for reasons unknown...

I now live with a guy called Ticklebear.
Funny name if you ask me!!

anyhoo,

he doesn't seem like a bad chap,

if only a bit sad perhaps.

Last friday,

he took me out for the first time in a thing called a carrier.

a rudimentary molded plastic box with a grid door,

he was kind enough to put a fleece blanket on the bottom,

a pretty colorful thing,

in a floral print,

which made the traveling more comfortable.

Much appreciated!!!

He said we were going to the veterinarian...

I've since learn what a veterinarian does,

& one question comes to mind:

Do you feel pain because you've seen the vet,

or do see the vet because you feel pain?

I was a bit nervous at first,

having an impending sense of doom.

I wasn't too far from the truth,

as I overheard the vet telling Ticklebear

that I had a flu-like infection

that would affect me my whole life,

but if given proper care,

i should do just fine,

all things considered.

I didn't quite catch the implications...

When we got back home,

Ticklebear grabbed me in the most unusual way,

as he's usually quite gentle with me,

& I scratched him on his arm,

even drawing blood!!

He looked pissed

but I just didn't have any idea

what he meant to do to me.

I was not being unreasonable,

just a bit scared by turn of event.

I suddenly ended up wrapped up in a towel,

feeling very akin to Tutankahmon as i was getting momified in terry cloth.

Next thing I knew,

Ticklebear was poking my mouth with a serynge

& made me gag on the most awful thing

i've ever tasted in my short life.

Every time i tried to gasp for air

or meowled in protest,

he would shoot more of that stuff in my mouth.

YUK!!

i hope this is not dinner

or I'll complain to the chef!!!

Furthermore,

to add insult to injury [to my ego],

he put some ointment in my eyes,

making everything blurry & gummy.

What's going on???

well, here's what's going on:

I should have paid better attention at the vet's,

as this is what was meant by proper care of my infection,

T-W-I-C-E D-A-I-L-Y !!!

OMG!!!!

I don't mean to be a bitch,

but I don't know for how long

I can put up with this.

I know I have a runny nose & runny eyes,

& that I sneeze a lot,

but was it so annoying

that I deserve this kind of treatment?

Apparently so...

So,

since I have no say in the matter,

i'll trust that Ticklebear does this out of kindness,

that there is no malice on his part.

all I can do is:
FORGIVE & FORGET.

That's until the next treatment,

which always comes too soon.

It'd better work,

or next time,

it's not Ticklebear I'll scratch,

it'll be the vet!!!

Hissssss!!!

GETTING STARTED

I am Miss Carrie Brad'Chat,

a young feline currently living in Montreal,

female,

need I precise?!?...

this is the place where i'll purr,

also where i'll scratch & hiss.

don't expect it to always be pretty.

LIFE is not pretty,

& i'll keep it real,

minus some occasional photoshop,

it'll be as real as what you see out there...

a young pussy ready to live her life to the fullest.

move aside people,

because...

here I come

!!!!!!!!

:)~

Purrrrrr!!