Boots, the Kat, Visits the Vet...

Ahhh, Boots....C'mon now, ya gotz to try yer best ta get that water an dem nasty pillz down the udder pipe so da new pipe'll start pumpin! We don't wanna hear ya hadda take a nudder trip to da white coats for a rotor rooting:( We sending ya all our love and all paws are tightly locked in prayer to da Big Guy for yer full recovery! Headbumpies and get well hugs to ya Boots. And were sendin an extra dose a support and strength to yer Dad!! We knowz how much he's worryin bout his fur kid! Love, Mr. B., Oliver and Mom.

Hope you are doing better today sweetie...

:D

Boots, the DripKat here ~

Hey Miz MOFF ~

THANKz fur the Tuna Juice ideer - BOY duz that make wadder taste GUD! Dad popped a kan a tuna soon as we gotz ta da Ranch last nite and fixed me a tuna koktail - MMMMmmmmm GUD! ;) I lapped up a lot more'n a tablespoon! Dad sez he thunk I eben *burped* when I kame up fur air.

Oh yeah; we piked up a tubby of Kottage Cheeze onna way home - I gotz summa that fur breakfust (after Dad "tested" it) :rolleyes:. I lapped that up so hard offa spoon it wuz flyin all ober my kone thingy. Dad turned my kone round so's I kud lick up allua stray globz.

I wuz tired but dint wanna go beddy-bye inna tubby last nite. Soon as it wuz litez-out an I knewe they wuz all inna bigbed - I pried open the tubby klozet slider an jumped out inna baffroom. NUTZ! :mad: Hall door wuz latched. Herd Cinnerz tell Dad "Kat'z out!" Managed to jump up onna vanity an tried the sink bowl out fur a nappy - but gotta *krink* inna neck kuzza the kone onna hed.

Dad wuz purdy Happie inna mornin... Not a bunch red streekz all ober eberthin - my zipper purdy much dried up an quit leakin an I'z leavin my bum alone kuzza the Dopey Pillz. And *PEE* onna papurs wiffout any pink stuff innit! :) He hadda feel the papurs an look reel hard ta see that I made sum *pee* kuz it dont show up so gud wiffout the red tracer...

I jumped outta the tubby rite away (I DID sleep inna tubby) when he come'd in an started givin Head Bumpiez - which iz Reelee Hard when ya got a kone-hed /lampy shade onna hedbone! Iffin ya dont aim quite rite - Dad sez *owchie* when ya jab a soft spot wiffa kone.

I dun a kupla *pee'z* inna papur box durrin the day an he wuz so Happie he tella-dingered Doc Lisa at 5 a-klok... But she wuz werkin onna sickie...
He telled wunna the udder Docs allua gud newz. He membered me - think he mitta be in helpin Sir Jury when she wuz kuttin on me. He got reel Happie soundin an sed he'd tell Doc Lisa allua gud newz an to keep em all posted onna progress.

Wheew! I'z gettin a lil b-u-z-z-ie inna hed - gotz a Dopey Pill jest affore we kame to the Shop... Gonna take a nappy onna Fire Pantz Dad left onna floor fur me.

Uh-Ooohhh - Dad jest looked atta klok onna arm an sez it'z time fur me to eat the sqwirt gun agin.
Dang it :mad: - I duzint *LIKE* drinkin wadder that way! An I knowe he dint bring any tunna juice wiff us... Oh well; I wont fight too hard an prolly swaller summa it... :rolleyes:

Thanks a hole BUNCH fur allua Prayerz an Get Well Wishuz you Pet Talk Folkz an FurKidz been sendin my way - they make our hole Fambly feel *Gud*! :D

Mee-Oww atcha all Laterz...

/s/ Boots, the I-Kan-Pee-Agin Kat :D

Sorrie we're late checkin in - nuffin wrong cept the fambly trakter kar gotz sick an hadda go see the KarVet tuday. Dad sed the whoa peddel wuzint werkin rite an it leaked more gas than it drank. It'z all better now - but now Dad's sayin we FurKidz gotta sit onna korner an sell pensilz and hold a kup. :confused:

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Boots, the DripKat here ~

Hey Miz MOFF ~

THANKz fur the Tuna Juice ideer - BOY duz that make wadder taste GUD! Dad popped a kan a tuna soon as we gotz ta da Ranch last nite and fixed me a tuna koktail - MMMMmmmmm GUD! ;) I lapped up a lot more'n a tablespoon! Dad sez he thunk I eben *burped* when I kame up fur air.
/s/ Boots, the I-Kan-Pee-Agin Kat :D

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Gosh, Boots, I'm glad to hear you are doing better. Glad the tuna juice helps. I just asked the Big Guy Upstairs what he would suggest and that popped into my head. Your Dad will need to get you a supply of tuna now until you are all better. I admit, I was getting concered because we hadn't heard from you or your Dad or one of the siblings today. Have a good night's rest little one. You deserve it. Fingers and paws and tails still crossed here.

What great news!! Yiippppppppppee!! Phew, Phred, me and MOFF was really gettin worried there! Connie, you really came through with the tuna water idea!!:D You get a good night's sleep now Boots! I know a lot of PT'ers a gonna sleep better knowin you're doin SO much better! {{{Hugs}}} Sandra, Mr. B., Oliver, Cody, Star and the Piggers!

Yippeee for pee!

Congrats dear Boots!
Now continue to get better from here on out--no more little set-backs that scare us half to death, ok? ;)

Once again! This has made yet another day for me with the very best news possible.

Tuna Breath - and Peein good - what a combination!

Boots, keep up the good work and that cone thingy will be off in no time.

Love, Gini and Rascal

I'm so glad that you're finally on the road to recovery Boots. I'm also glad that the tuna water helped. My cats like this too. All fingers and paws are crossed here for a speedy recovery. :)

YIPPEE Boots!! I am so happy for you!! So glad that tuna water worked (what a GREAT idea!!)...now, you keep on getting better sweetie!!!

SUCH GREAT NEWS BOOTS. I HOPE YOU CONTINUE WITH YOUR RECOVERY! I JUST LOVE READING YOUR POSTS!

YEA BOOTS!:cool: :cool: :cool: :D :D :D

Hey Tuna Breath!! Good morning and I hope this day finds you feeling better. Hope you and yours had a good rest and hope you have a gentle day. We all love you and worry. Stay strong of heart & give your dad a kiss from all PetPals. Laurie

Phred...Since the thought of you having to eat tuna every night is distressing (actually thg thought of EVER having to eat tuna distresses me) can't you buy clam juice? It may be high in salt or Boots might not like it as well as tuna juice but it a possible alternative to opening all those cans of tuna (shudder!)

With thoughts for a speedy recovery....

Oh Boots, I'm sooooo happy to hear you're feelin' better. Keep drinkin' and peein' to make your dad happy. And keep up with the head bumpies, I know he appreciates those. Don't go getting spoiled though with all that tuna and cottage cheese. :)

I can just see it now. Boots is in the bafroom and squats right over the drain in the tubby so there's no evidence of pee onna papers. Then when dad comes in, he squats and pretends to strain. Dad gets worried and gets out the tuna water. Boots drags himself over to it and starts lapping. Dad sees all is going well with the tuna water so he turns away, and Boots gets a wicked little grin on his face that he has tricked dad again into the tuna water. However, he does wonder how long he can pull this off before dad demands another trip to the white coats to find out why the Boots man is drinking all this tuna water and not peein' at all. ;) :D

Keep up the good work Boots. Can't wait for your next installment. :)

Bootz, this is GREAT news! :D We're so happy for you - and your dad! ;) Hearing about your tuna party, makes Fister SO envious, he can only have dry food, but then, he'd rather do without the replumbing job! You continue getting better, Bootz and get the cone off soon! ;)

Lots of nosekisses and earscritchies to you! Go and give your dad a good old headbump when you get that thingy off! :)

Fister & his mum

Hi Ebberbuddie ~ Boots, da Kat checkin in ~

*Gaaak* Whut wuz that? OK; dopey pill is gud.
Ohhh, no! **Gulllp** **Glurrgg** <shakes hed>
Six sqwirtz a wadder later...

WISH he'd take a simple "No fanks" an QUIT wiffa sqwirt gun! Now I'll prolly havta go *pee*...

Last nite went purdy gud. Gotza left-over tuna juice koktail at bed time - slurped down enuff I dint get the sqwirt gun. Dad gave up on keepin me inna tubby cell - dint eben try to slam the slider door shut. Fresh papurs inna tubby an not much onna vanity - he figgers fur a *quiet nite*. Ha!

I waited till reel dark:thirty an pulled ober the ground-up papur plastik basket. WHADDA *BANG* that made! :p Wuz gonna do a pee in there - but the durn Kone wudint fit. NUTZ! Two Dawgz anna Dad dash in ta see whut I busted! I wuz back inna tubby (hidin) affore they got the baffroom door open. They all stumbled back to the BigBed...

Made sum damp papurz durrin the nite - AND a poop pile which Dad kudint "find" till we wuz loadin up inna kar. Lotta *sqwakin* when he stuck a finner in it! (I hided it purdy gud.) Gave a few hed bumpiez an gotz told I had a bad case a "tuna breath"... Kone thingy seemz to help deliverin that message.

I dun a kupla pee'z onna way to the shop :D. Atta Post Office stop; I felt a seer-eeus need for a #2. All dun when he klimbed back inna kar...

*PHEEWW!* "Who :eek: *buzzed*?" An he's givin durty lookz atta Muttz inna back seat! (Pot callin the kettel black...) He figgered out where the *stinky* wuz commin frum when he unloaded my soggy papur skratch box an found #2!

Gotz six sqwirtz frumma syringe gun to celebrate our arrival atta Shop. :mad: Took me anudder two BIG pee'z ta unload allua that. Then I started werkin on brekfust...

Gave up ploppin the Kone ober the bowl an pushin my hed strait down - get a *krink* inna neck an the air turnz bad inside the kone.
New methud: Use the Kone like a big shovel.
Jam er rite inta the pile a krunchiez an give a lil *flip* up... Spreds out the krunch onna floor an makez pickin out the *gud wunz* a lot eazier! The Muttz kum along after an kleen up da rejektz.

Nudder thing the Kone is gud fur ~
Makin Hoominz laff an point when we drive by inna trakter kar!
*I* rides inna frunt seat so's I duzint get *mush'd* by da klumzie Dawgz inna back seat... I'z taken to standin onna seat wiffa frunt pawz onna dash bord - an jammin the Kone onna frunt lookin glass! Peepul must tink it'z phunnie - Kat inna lampy shade wiffa hed mash'd agin the winnow anna earz wigglin... :cool:

Hey Edwina ~ I'z wunderin ~
Whas's the Klammy Sauce taste like?
Dad turned a lil <green> when he red yer note bout that stuff. He sez tuna ebery udder day is gonna get kinda *old* by next week; but he'z not sure he kan stummik "Klam Breath"...

Otta jump inna papurs an *do* sumpin... But I tink I'z gonna hold off an give Dad sumpin to *fret* about. :rolleyes:

Mee-oww atcha all Laterz...

/s/ Boots, da When-Will-He-Pee-Agin Kat :D