I'm a Good Little Helper

 

I love to help my mommy. Here I am helping her eat her toast. Mommy makes very good toast, let me tell you. Do you help your mommy? If so, how do you help her?

I Flooded the House

Today has been a very good day. I had so much fun knocking over a jug of water. Mommy had such a good time cleaning up. I'm going to do it again next chance I get. Click here to see.

Life of Riley

Mommy says I am spoiled rotten? Do you think I am?  Are you spoiled rotten?

Mommy Made a Mess

Mommy is so funny sometimes. She does the dumbest things. I'm glad I'm a kitty and not a mommy. Mommies have to clean up after themselves as well as their kitties. Mommy loaded the dishwasher and put the hand soap dispenser in the dishwasher to clean it. I think it was a little too much soap. :-)  Mommy can be such fun sometimes. Whatever would I do without her to keep me amused. Is your mommy fun, too?

My New Hairdo

Oh my goodness gracious sakes alive, I forgot to show you my new haircut.  Click on the words "My New Hairdo" above.

Happy Father's Day!

Today is Father's Day. I don't get to see my own father any more. He lives far away. Mommy and Daddy don't get to see their fathers any more either because they are both dead. I hope they are with Amy. A book just came out which has some stories in it about my mommy's father. Maybe you would like to read it. It is called Two Gold Coins and a Prayer. You can buy it at www.appellpublishing.com or www.amazon.com. Mommy bought a copy. My "gramps'" photo is on the cover. He is the second one from the right in the back row. Mommy says it is a book with a lot of humor in it, but it's also about the biggest and worst war the world has ever seen. Mommy cried in parts of it when she thinks about what her daddy and the other soldiers went through so that I could live free.

News About Amy

So far, so good in my new home.  I did fetch and carry a soft little ball and did other cute things that just thrilled my new mom.  She took lots of pictures of me and lots of video. She didn't seem to mind my "bad" actions such as knocking things on the floor.  Indeed, I got to do a lot of things I had never done before. My new mommy didn't mind if I climbed on the counters. In fact, she even gave me my food on the counter.

About Amy - yes, I missed her.  Mommy Sarah said that Amy was happy not having to keep up with me.  She ate and played and seemed not to miss me. A few weeks later she started to be under the bed all of the time. Mommy Sarah took her temperature and immediately rushed her off to the vet.

Amy was on an antibiotic for several days - but after four weeks nursing her with antibiotics and numerous blood tests, the vet said that Amy, sweet Amy, had FIP.  That means Feline Infectious Peritionis. Mommy explained that only 5% of the kitties with it survive. I was very upset upon hearing this news. Mommy Sarah wrote to universities and all over trying to find a cure. There is none.  No vaccine, no test, not even on an autopsy. Amy died. Mommy Sarah was really, really heartbroken. So was I. My new mommy said that Amy went to the Rainbow Bridge where all cats and dogs go when they die. So some day I'll get to see my little sister again.