Saturday, February 28, 2015

Friday, February 27, 2015

I'm in da liburry

well, dis mornin i barfied, but not long after dat i eated more breakie.  Mommie gotted me noo fuds dat i like.  it iz called beyond by purrina and da flavur iz turkey and sweet potatos, no grains.  so now mommie iz callin me her little "sweet po-tay-ta".

i haz been gittin furrminated and mi furrs are just glorius.  i haz been eatin guds too, so we thinks dat i yam over the hump on my chemo.  cross yur paws.

Monday, February 23, 2015

Barfie Report

Zero...none....nada.....fur 4 days now.  mommie iz fraid to speek too soon.   most ov my barfies come at da 7 day mark.   Mommie has been sneakin the anti barfie meds into mi gushy fuds, den when i wont eated it, she make the gushy food more gravy like and gives it to me with an eyedropper.  I likes eatin frum da eyedropper, it reminds me of wen i wuz a baby and i wuz bottle fed.

Thursday, February 19, 2015

Chemo = zero

 I have a follow up appointment on March 5th fur blud tests and an ultrasound and xrays....but i yam dun, dun, dun...
 Mommie iz calling me her million dollar kitteh. dun no wut dat meanz.
dats rite, i yam a super kitty!

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Wednesday Repurrt

da hares on mi little foot r trying to grow back, but it seems dat dey are growing back wif kind of a grayish ting to da furs.  Dats ok, we will take wat wez can git.

Yesterday at da blud steelin, mommie hadded dem gives mi a shot of the anti barfie medicines.  so a few hours after i gotted home, after i got over mi in-dig-na-shuns, i eated some fuds den later i eated more fuds.  so the shot werked except mommie sez dat the shot was way more spensive and she wishes dat i wood eated the pill pockets with the anti barfie pill in it.  I do not like da pill pockets and ifen i yam feelin barfie, i do not wunt to eat anyfing.  And da anti barfie shot only lastes 24 hours.

Monday, February 16, 2015

Beads, Beads and Barferoni

Look at all da cool beads i gotted at da mardi gras purrade.  I iz pritty!!!

pee ess, we thot da all da barfies were gone but i barfied twice last nite in da betroom and once dis morning on mommies sheets.  Tuesday is blud stealin day dis week and Thurday is my last chemo.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Laissez Les Bon Temps Rouler

I yam redy fur the mardi gras purrade, after mi nap dat is,  if yoo show yor nipples yoo git lots of beads, i have lots of nipples.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Friday, February 13, 2015


I barfed on the comforter agin, mommie did not see it till later cause she was werkin....but i feelz ok...and i yam eatin... don't werry, it is not a video of me barfin.

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Throw up Thursday

yup, so agin wif da barfies and looze poopies.  i wuz not upset about it diz time.  tho mommie might be.  mommie was on a call wif a co-werker fur a long time and during dis time, i barfied on the bed and it soaked fru da comforter to da sheets and den i poopied and gotted looze poopies all ofur da tile floor outside mi laydees room and den i came out, jumped on the back of the chair in da liffin room and joined in on the conversation mommie was having wif her co-worker Marcus.  because den Marcus, who haz a goggie named summer dat just hadded her lady gardenectomy, and mommie started talkin bout me.

Marcus wunted to know ifen i walk all ofur da keyboard wen mommie werks.  mommie told him no, dat i iz a furry well mannered kitteh.

anywho, mommie hadded to quick clean up all da barfies and all da poopies because the city was gonna turn off our water soon to do a repair.

all turned out well except i den hadded to git anti looze poopie medicines squirted down my frout.

Monday, February 09, 2015

Thank you efurrywun fur all da purrs and prayers

 gittin mi tummy rubbed so it feelz better.
 watchin da grammies wif mommie
i see yoo mommie

so i finks dat i eated the barfie medicine dat mommie hid in mi lisker whiskins treat yesterday and i did not have any barfies on sunday.  mommie gave me goats milk probiotics wif an eye dropper and i ated a few tem-ta-shuns.  Dis mornin i ated sum stinky fuds when mommie brot mi fuds to da big bed and now i yam sleepin in mi private quarters.

fank yoo all fur all da purrs and prayers.

update:  i eated mi barfie medicine and i jus eated more stinky fuds and i yam now on da sofa on da heatie pad.  mommie sez dat da purrs are werkin.

Sunday, February 08, 2015


last night right after I went to bed, Honey went to use the catbox then came out and barfed.  It was awful.  I cleaned it up and then took her up on the bed to comfort her.  She cried and screamed and yelled non-stop.  It was kind of scary for my girl does not talk very much.  I thought I was going to have to rush her off to the emergency vet.  I think the translation was, " I feel awful, why are you doing this to me?" 

She then left the bed and went to the catbox again and pooped.  I think she felt better after that and she stopped crying.  We settled down and went to bed.  This morning she feels better but is hardly eating again.  She was feeling good yesterday after getting some food into her and she hung out on the sofa all day after she got out of bed at noon, now I need to watch her and try to get some nausea medicine into her, she is not eating much.

Friday, February 06, 2015

dis and dat

look how good my girl looks, this was taken one day before the last chemo of yesterday.  Yesterdays chemo thru her for a loop again.  I had to give her an appetite stimulator this morning because  she  had barely eaten anything in 30 hours.  so now she has eaten a bunch and is resting.  Only one more chemo on Feb 19.

Tuesday, February 03, 2015


on Sunday and on Monday and early dis mornin