Hazint been a good day...

We bought Boots the Kat a gallun of good spring drinkin wadder onna way home last nite. Dad loaded him up on good wadder wiffa syringe sqwirt gun an put fresh papurz inna tubby when we gotz to da Ranch. He dint wanna eat any krunchiez...

Bout midnite Dad checked him an found him squattin unna tub tryin to pee - nuffin happnin .
He musta spent mosta the nite inna tubby - eben tho Dad left the door open so's he could have the hole baffroom iffin he wanted to wander.

Mornin came an no pawprintz inna sandy box - no damp sand. Kat'z layin inna tub - lotta lil tiny *pink* dribble marks onna papurz - but a purdy good poop there, too.

Dad scooped the KatKid up an plopped him onna vanity next to his krunch bowl an wadder. He mouthed a krunch an lay down on his side an looked at Dad wiffa I dont feel so good look...
Ate a kupla krunchies frum Dad's finners, then flopped back down. We heard Dad callin Doc Mike's Place - tell'd em we wuz onna way - reddy or not!
Doc wuz inna Sir Jury room - so Boots got put inna cell an we came to the Shop ta wait...

Nurse Bev kalled at noon - Boots wuz onna Sir Jury table - plugged up agin! Whadda we wanna do? Doc sed he'll prolly keep pluggin up...

Dad started leakin frumm eyez... Then sed fur Doc to unplug him agin an we'd find a way to get him re-plummed.
Dad called the spensive klinik - but they wuz gone onna 2 hour lunchy break.
Then he called our Buddie Doc Lisa - she werks atta City Rescue & Vet klinik an gives the Rabies owiez atta Fire Station... She got onna phone dinger wiff Dad rite away (onlee Vet we knowe of that knowez how to talk onna phone!) an they hadda loooong talk...

Doc Lisa sed she wanted to talk to Doc Mike - she sed might try wun more *catheter treatment* to see iffin he'd stay open... Dad jumped inna kar an zipped off to Doc Mike's Place to retrieve da Boots an ax Doc to pleeze call Doc Lisa.

After the Docs talked, Dad called Doc Lisa to make the plans...
Boots gotta be in Towne by 8:30 inna mornin fur an x-e-ray (lookin for *rockz* inna bladdur), then he getz the purdy drastik change in hiz plummin that removes hiz reguler pee pipe an hookz him up to a new spigot hole in hiz tummy. Both Docs think this iz the onlee way to keep him peein - an they say he won't mind or have any trubble figgerin out how to *flush*. They sed he winds up wiffa a bigger an shorter *hose* inside - better able to pass the sand he makes that plugs up the lil nozzle he gotz when he hatched as a *guy*.

Be in Towne at 8:30 AM? Yiipes! Dad dont do morning so good... Doc Lisa sed he *could* go home aftur lunch tamorrow - but she offur'd to come in on Saturday mornin (her day off) an give him a extree check iffin we wunted to leave him there ober nite. She sed we could all decide that Friday after lunch.

OMG! Where'z da KAT?
He wuz layin onna old pair a Fire Pantz beside the printer - he'z GONE!
Who wuz suppozed to be >watchin< him?!
Follow the lil pee dribblez Dad - gotta be inna offis sumwhere... *Trakz* sez he made it allua way round the room! Staggerin round unner the desk!
End of the wanderin - roped up to the puter chair now. Put summore *lube goop* in hiz eyez Dad - he aint blinkin yet.

Hey Miz Tonya ~
Dad sed fur us to tell ya THANKz Sooo Much fur callin yer *Zippy's Prayer Patrol* an askin them to help wiffa Prayerz. Must be werkin ~
Kuz we still got our Boots!!!!

Pleeze think sum Prayerz for Boots tamorrow mornin while Doc Lisa an Sir Jury are werkin on the KatKid. We'll post as soon as we hear frum Doc Lisa.