Holiday of Hugs

The Meezers had a great idea. They decided to give out hugs to all of their friends. We were talking in the Chatzy room last night and decided instead of just one day of hugs, we should give out hugs all weekend long. We want to thank all of you for being our friends, and tell you a little bit about how we came to start blogging.

About a year and a half ago, Mom had to be in bed for 9 weeks with a back disc that was bulging and pressing on her sciatic nerve. It eventually ruptured and had to be repaired surgically. Before this time, we had read some of the blogs, but we didn't really spend a lot of time with you all. While Mom was in bed, the only thing that kept her sane was her computer and all of our friends' blogs. We read about you, laughed with you and cried with you, and watched from the sidelines. Mom had her surgery, got better and went back to work, and we still watched from the sidelines, reading and laughing and crying. But most of all, admiring. We admired the way everyone came together to lend a shoulder to cry on, or to encourage one another when they needed it, but most of all, how everyone helped out in whatever way they could whenever some cat or bean needed it. But still we watched.

And then I (Tiki) was diagnosed with diabetes, and Mom realized that she was tired of making us sit and watch from the sidelines. She saw the fun the other cats and beans were having, and she wanted to make sure we had the same fun. So, we thank you for welcoming us into the community with open arms, and we thank you for being our friends, and we wrap our arms around all of you and give you a giant HUG!

PS - Oh - and Happy Birthday Mom ML!

Goodbye Bonnie

We are so sad. Our hearts are broken.

Thursday Thirteen - Dinner

We decided to help Mom eat dinner tonight. She was having egg rolls. Those are very good. She wasn't eating fast enough for us, so we decided to help her open the container, and then we helped ourselves. Here are 13 pictures of us "helping" Mom eat dinner. As you can see in some of the last pictures, she encouraged us to help.

Meezer Rule Wednesday

My Rule for today - Always be willing to change beds. The dog's bed makes a great cat bed too - lots of room to spread out.

As you can see, there is still swelling, but Mom says it looks better. I slept even longer with Mom last night, so she is happy.

Meme & Tail Tuesday

Herbie of Purrs n' Snorts tagged me for a meme:

The rules of the game get posted at the beginning. Each player answers the questions about themselves. At the end of the post, the player than tags 4 or 5 people and post their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog. Let the person who tagged you know when you have posted your answer.

1. What was I doing 10 years ago? Well, since I will be 11 sometime in June, and greyhounds typically start racing between the ages of 18 months and 2 years of age, I was training to run races 10 years ago.


2. Five Things on my to-do list today. Take a walk with Mom, eat breakfast, mess up Mom's bed when I take a nap there, eat dinner, whine at Mom.


3. Three snacks I enjoy. Scooby Snacks, The cat's food, Temptations - They are really good - but really small - they should make them bigger.


4. Things I would do if I were a billionaire. Buy Mom a house with a yard big enough for me to run around in. Build a huge no-kill shelter. Educate people on how to take care of their pets. Work to get greyhound racing stopped. Give the rest of the money to Mom to take care of. I would be rich, so I wouldn't have to deal with it.


5. Three of my bad habits. Waking Mom up "way to early" on the weekends, counter surfing and getting into food type things I am not supposed to, trying to steal the cats' food.


6. With the racing greyhound breeder with my mama and my siblings, at various racetracks, in the retired kennel at the racetrack in Tiajuana, Mexico (part of the American Racing Circuit), at my forever home.


7. Five jobs I have had. Money maker (racer), tree hider under (in the retired kennel - its what got me my forever home), being cute, loving the cats, Alarm Clock on the weekend. Mom's never goes off then, so I have to make sure she is up.


I am not going to tag anyone because I am sure that most everyone has participated already.

In tail news, it is still swollen, but I am using the whole tail. I don't want to have to deal with anyone really - I have turned into a grumpy, old man. I have been sleeping in this chair and will love on Mom when she comes to me, but if she picks me up and puts me in her bed, I tend to hop down and go back to my chair. I did sleep with her for about 3 hours last night.

Meezer Monday

Mom said I was really helpful on Saturday. As soon as Tiki's tail got hurt, and he ran to our room, I ran right after him and sat in front of him so no-one could hurt him again. I also kind of leaned over him to protect him further. He is doing better, but Mom wants to let him rest for the next couple of days. He is sleeping a lot and not wanting to cuddle with anyone. Mom said if the swelling doesn't go down in the next couple of days, he is going back to the V-E-T (which means I have to go too - for moral support).

My Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Well, Mom couldn't sleep Friday night, so she didn't go walking yesterday, so all is good you think, right? More time with Mom, right? Boy could you not be more mistaken. In case you can't tell, we are in our carrier, and I am not happy! Something horrible happened to put me in here, and unfortunately, Tavi had to come along. (sorry for the bad pictures, but Mom only had her cell phone with her).
I had to go to the V-E-T. Mom was opening the door when Papa came home, and my tail got caught between the door and the jamb (on the hinge side) when she tried to close it. Boy did it hurt. She was almost in tears, but she called our V-E-T, but they were already closed. So, we have a new clinic that opened up a few blocks aways from our house that have longer hours, and a 24 hour emergency clinic. They were able to get me an appointment 10 minutes from Mom's call, so she scooped me up carefully and put me in the PTU, threw in Tavi (because I don't do car rides or the V-E-T by myself well, but do much better with him), hopped in the car and took off for the clinic. The V-E-T there was very nice. He said I didn't look 15 (I'll be that old in a month) and said that fortunately, my tail doesn't look broken. It is just swollen, and since I was using it well, he didn't feel comfortable giving me any pain meds because of my age.
As you can see, it is still swollen, and Mom is still really upset with herself, but I have forgiven her. I even gave her a few licks on her face last night, and it has been a while since I have done that.
I am moving it, and Mom can stroke it lightly without it hurting me. This picture is right after she took the other one and as you can see, I moved it to a different position. I think I am going to be alright.