Tattle Tale Tuxie Tuesday

I am covering my face from the embarrasment. I can not believe she told you I hid under the bed the whole time. Well seeing how I still don't have any dirt on her yet (She's such a "good" cat), I will tattle on my Mommie. So yesterday you all saw that it was my Rescueversary and my wonderful brother Mr. Hendrix told you all a little bit about my story and how I found my forever home. You can read more about me and read the post that my Mommie found here.

So now for my tattle. When I finally got to my forever home with Mommie I went to visit my new V-E-T. She looked me over and told my Mommie that I was a healthy and happy kitty. I didn't even cry when they gave me a stabby thing in my neck. So Mommie and the V-E-T got to thinking about my Hoo-haa's. I have no idea why, I like them just where they are. Well Mommie was feeling really bad about all the stuff I went through, plus being stuck in the cage and everything while I healed just broked her heart. So she asked the V-E-T if it would be okay to wait a little while until I had my Hoo-haa surgery. The V-E-T said it would be fine as long as we didn't wait too long because of course the older I get the riskier it gets. They decided a year was gonna be the limit to wait. Well that year is up in a few weeks and Mommie is making good on her promise to the V-E-T tomorrow. I was told this morning that I can eat all the foods I want until Mommie gets home from her day-hunting place. Then I am going on lock down with no foods and no waters. Just lots of toys and some soft beds. Tomorrow she is staying home from her day hunting place to take me to the nice lady V-E-T to have my hoo-haa's taken away from me. As you can probably guess I am not thrilled about this at all. I mean how dare they take away my favouritest thing in the whole wide world. How will I ever survive without yummy crunchies and delicious tem-tay-shuns for a whole night. And and I won't be able to sleep in the big bed with Mommie either! Oh the torture of it. And of course Mommie is already soo worried about it she can barely think of anything else. Okay she says more like terrified of traumatizing me again and having me revert back to the bitey kitty I used to be. He he he, I gots sharp teeth. I am more traumatized about this whole no food thing. I mean can't we negotiate? Just a few tem-tay-shuns can't hurt can it? Mommie? Please? Puurrty Please with a kissy on top? Mommie??

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