Joplin goes to the Vet!

Hello Peeps! It has been a while!

As for my recent events, I had a vet appointment recently. I see Dr. Roberta at Bay East Animal Hospital. She is very nice and Nichole likes her because she explains everything very thoroughly. I had to get the typical vaccinations and they tried to buy my affection with some treats. Not going to work.

I won't even look at that treat.

I like everyone at the vet, but just don’t like going there. Maybe they would consider coming to me-I'll have to ask about that. Last year when Nichole took me, we got into an accident on the way home. It was snowing and someone slid and fishtailed into the side of her truck. Nothing serious, but I was not pleased about having to wait for the police to arrive to file the accident report. Fortunately Nichole’s husband (who I lovingly refer to as “that guy”) worked down the street so he left a little early to come and pick me up and bring me back to the shop. He has come in handy a few times-he is also the one who rescued me from behind the furnace duct work when I was new at Petal Pusher. You know what they say about cats and curiosity-I just didn’t expect to get stuck. It was a bit embarrassing. Here is a picture of me helping him do some of the handy-man jobs at the shop.

We got a lot done that day.

But back to the vet. I really don’t care for all of the dogs at the vet. They’re just such lumbering, drooling creatures. And they always want to sniff me. I don't need them invading my personal space like that. Just no manners at all-so uncouth. Although there was a K9 sheriff’s unit at the vet that day. I didn’t run into him though. I'm sure he would have had more manners than most canines. It would have been nice to have a chance to chat with another working animal. Protect and serve, nap and purr. I’m sure we would have had a lot in common.

The one redeeming aspect of my vet visit was the addition of wet food to my diet. It has been vet prescribed. Due to some digestive issues I was having, the vet had initially suggested a tablespoon of canned pumpkin added to my kibble. Horrendous. I showed my disapproval of this addition by attempting to bury it. After I refused that, Dr. Roberta e-mailed Nichole this: "Canned food would be the best if he'll even have anything to do with that. Lots of options, OTC / grocery store availability or more quality, perhaps an all meat might make him happy such as taste of the wild brand." I will most certainly have something to do with that! And Taste of the Wild-that Dr. Roberta has exquisite taste! Yum! Thank you Dr. Roberta! Also, I am willing to consider endorsement deals. So if anyone has any connections on that end, have your people talk to my people.

They also informed me that I am officially a senior at 7 years old. I don’t care to discuss it much, other than to say that you are only as old as you feel. And look. And I’m still beautiful people. As evidence of that...

I'm a Vegas Showcat!

The ladies were working with ostrich feathers for the Rooms of Blooms display at the Paine. Well, one thing led to another and they created a headdress for me. I think I wear it well. I wouldn’t mind a gig in Vegas-broaden my audience a bit. I don’t dance or sing but people could watch me nap or stretch-I’m very good at stretching. If anybody has any connections in Vegas, again, have your people talk to my people.