Joey And Me

Munchkin has a new furrever home. She was only in foster care for a few days and she’s already found a furrever home. Butler and Juliet are adjusting nicely and Evangeline is still sucking up to everyone. Turns out Artemis was the preggers one, not Munchkin, but she’s adapting well to foster care and it shouldn’t be too long before she finds a furrever home, too. Artemis and Munchkin have been spayed and gotten their shots, so they’re good for a while. The kittens need to grow up a bit before they visit the vet to get fixed.

In other news, Cheryl managed to bike to 7-11 without dying completely. She didn’t die until she got home, but Jess was waiting for her, so they had coffee on the porch and we got to go out a bit before it rained. That was on Thursday. It’s rained a bit since then, but we’ve managed to get a few minutes of ‘outside’ time. Petra went to Moose Jaw tonight, so we had a ‘time outside’ while we were waiting for her ride to arrive.

After Petra left, Cheryl left to go help Dolorus do a barbecue. Apparently Cheryl’s going there tomorrow, too. Which sucks. It means that we have to stay inside all day. Not fun. I hope she gets rained on.

We’ve been busy with kitties this past week or so. We had 9 at one point - the regular four: myself, Smoky, Sari and Casey; plus Artemis (a black long hair female), Juliet (a black and white kitten), Butler (Juliet’s twin brother), Evangeline (a female torty kitten) and, of course, Munchkin, a torby female. Dolores came and picked up the five cats yesterday. Casey’s not too sure what to make of the loss of his wrestling pals, and I keep looking around to see if anyone’s going to pop out at me. The silence is deafening around here now.

That silence is broken on occasion, though, by Cheryl. She’s moaning and groaning about her “new toy”. She bought a bike today. It was on sale, or she’d have bought it later on in the month. It’s blue and white, not that she really cares about the colour she says. The seat’s low enough that she doesn’t get a rash from it, so that’s a good thing. Rashes are a pain. She also says she can get out a bit more now - down to the Sally Ann for coffee and cookies or lunch, or downtown to the office buildings, or wherever. If she puts the carrier on the bike, she can even do a bit of grocery shopping. This is good. I’ve seen the carrier. It’ll fit lots of bags of treats and cans of wet food. She and Petra can go out for picnics now, or on photo shoots. Cheryl says she wants the bike for the exercise, but I dunno. I think she just likes the idea of being legally allowed to pedal her ass downtown.

I don’t know about you, but I greatly resent having to stay inside on a reasonably warm day while Cheryl goes shopping with Diana. They left after lunch and didn’t get home until after supper!

Mind you, they came back with all manner of good things - kibble, treats, wet food, strawberries and other smelly things. The kibble was put in the bucket and the treats on the fridge. We had wet food but Diana wouldn’t share her strawberries with us! How rude! Cheryl and Petra shared their ice cream though. That was nice.

Cheryl picked up some things for the bikes, a couple of large cannisters and CHEESE!!! They didn’t share the cheese either, come to think of it. Not this time. Maybe next?

Butler’s asleep in the drape of Cheryl’s night dress and Cheryl looks like she’s about to fall over, too, so it’s probably close to bedtime. This is a good thing. I spent a lot of energy avoiding the kittens today, and I’m pooped!

Well, Juliet’s back. Cheryl sorta figured that would happen. The kids brought her back just after it rained tonight. She was wandering around wet and lost. Butler’s happy about it. He has someone his own size to chase around now. Munchkin wasn’t much interested in Chase and Casey played a bit too rough.

Diana’s here, too. Cheryl has someone to talk to and I have someone to call me handsome. I can live with that. She’s only here for a couple of days, though, same as always. If I didn’t know she had animals of her own to look after, I’d ask her to stay longer. She comes in smelling of cats and dogs. Some of the cats were here, a long time ago. I remember them, but they may not remember me. They were only kittens when they left here.

Well, Cheryl’s taken her meds. It’s bedtime. Oh. Wait a sec. Cheryl’s sleeping on the couch. Guess I’ll just have to go upstairs and sleep with Petra. Night!

Turns out that Cheryl may be able to recover most of the files that were in the other hard drive. Good thing. It’ll just take her a few hours to figure out how to use the code that’s needed. Just what she needs, something to keep her off the streets.

Diana’s coming tomorrow, too. I like her. She’s nice and doesn’t make fun of me. She thinks I’m handsome.

Juliet found a home today. Terry found someone who wanted a kitten and gave Juliet to him. I just hope she’ll be okay. Butler misses her and he keeps wanting to attack me and play. I can sit on him and not notice, he’s that small. He’s been driving Cheryl nuts by jumping on the keyboard. Casey’s a bit too big to be playing with kittens and Munchkin would rather play with Casey. Here’s hoping he finds a furrever home soon.

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And since that’s Butler’s way of saying goodnight, I think I will, too. Time to get Cheryl off the computer.