Tessa and her murder mittens. Not so innocent.
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A Colehaus Cats flashback:
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2019 – Best Friends Friday
2018 – Autumn Feathers
2017 – Wordless Wednesday
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2014 – No post
2013 – In Their Own Words
2012 – No post
Olivia is still eating on her own, and usually eating her good wet canned food though she wishes she could eat nothing more than kibble and cheese all day long.
Well, no on the kibble other than 10 kibble bits a day and absolutely no on the cheese which we have discovered causes her not so pleasant bowel problems. Okay, she gets runny poops. And we know milk products aren’t good for most cats. Why Mom was sharing cheese with Olivia is beyond reason. She says it was that sweet, begging face that made her do it. Cleaning up the aftermath has hardened her heart.
See? This is the “please give me cheese” look. Add in a soft, outstretched paw to this and let’s see you not want to give her just a pinch. This cheese-less thing got a whole lot easier when Mom stopped buying cheese last month. Truth be told, Mom doesn’t need cheese either. Don’t listen to her when she proclaims, “Cheese is LIFE!” because it’s not, despite what Olivia says in agreeance.
We’re keeping tabs on Olivia’s weight and Mom was pretty excited to hear Olivia was up to 7 pounds, and by excited we mean skeptical. Sure enough, that 7 pounds quickly turned to 6.4 pounds when weighed again. Someone’s thumb might have been on the scale.
C’mon, Olivia, let’s add another pound or two. You can do it, and you can do it without cheese.
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A Colehaus Cats flashback:
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2020 – Finally Friday
2019 – Wordless Wednesday
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2016 – No post
2015 – Zuzu’s Snuggle Bunny
2014 – No post
2013 – Pia Counters. And Niblet Names.
2012 – No post
Tell us a story, Pia. Tell everyone a little about yourself.
Why?
Hmm, well, we thought you might have something on your mind and would like to share it. In story form, perhaps. You seem to always have something to say every morning before Mom goes to work. Share some of that, please?
MOM! MOM! MOM! I’m STARVING (for kibble)!
That’s it?
You said share what’s on my mind early in the morning before you go to work. That’s what’s on my mind.
If we hadn’t, somehow, gotten you addicted to getting 10 pieces of kibble every morning, would you have something better to say?
10 pieces?? That’s all you’re giving me? Sheesh, I really am starving (for kibble).
Pia, you get a full can of food twice a day AND another 10 pieces of kibble late in the afternoon every afternoon. You aren’t starving for anything.
Starving for attention, understanding, and a little compassion, maybe . . .
Okay, this has gone off the rails. Do you have anything else to share, besides . . .
. . . that I’m starving? Let’s see. Once there was a cat and she was very cute and she liked kibble a whole lot and . . .
Okay, we see where this is going. Maybe this wasn’t the best idea today.
Mom, remember that photo you posted of me a couple of weeks ago, the embarrassing one? Just wanted to make sure you remembered it.
Ah, okay, Pia. Understood. Ginger girls never forget, do they?
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A Colehaus Cats flashback:
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2017 – Formerly Feral – Pretty Boy Mac
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2015 – Ruby Tuesday
2014 – MultiCat Monday
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