Floofy Friday

I am showing off my magnificent floofy tummy again, this time on the table with Mom's papers.  Mom put a really comfy soft throw on this table before I ever moved in with her.  It's a good height for looking out the window.  She puts all her papers that she needs to work on here, but they don't bother me and I don't bother them.  Mom hasn't been blogging again.

Karen Jo:  I am sorry that I missed a couple of days, Herman.  I had a major allergy attack very early Tuesday morning and ended up having to take my high-potency medicine and spending the day and night in bed.  I was still pretty tired on Wednesday, but I am all right now.

Today was weird.  Mom played slug-a-bed this morning, listening to the radio and petting me.  Then she finally got up and started doing her usual stuff.  While she was cooking lunch, that thing that she talks to went off.

Karen Jo:  It's called a telephone.  I got called in to work.

I got out of my furmination, but Mom still gave me my medicine before she left.  It did mean that she couldn't go get that stuff to clean my butt, so I got out of that, too.

Karen Jo:  I am definitely going to get it on Tuesday. Time is running out before your wellness exam and I don't want to take you to the nice vet lady with a dirty butt.  I tried working it out with a paper towel, but it is really stuck to your fur.

I didn't like that bit at all.  Pulling on my fur back there really hurts.  Mom's been doing all kind of weird things tonight, too.

Karen Jo:  Today is laundry day, only I had to start it after I got home.  I also had to throw that chicken in the oven, because I really needed to either cook it or freeze it today.  I was planning on picking out a recipe after lunch, then getting the ingredients I needed from the store and cooking it tonight.

Lunch was good.  You got that good chicken that you put cheese on out of the freezer and warmed it up.  I could have eaten more of that than you gave me.

Karen Jo:  I had to kind of rush through lunch because I had to get to work. There will be more chicken very soon.

I hope so.  I can smell it cooking and I like what I smell.

Karen Jo:  I just put in the pan and put into the oven naked.  I do have lots of recipes that call for cooked chicken.  I will leave a little out and freeze most of it.  You can have some before I do anything to it.

Sounds good to me.  With all this laundry stuff and cooking going on after Mom got home, I had to wait much longer than usual for my treats.  I barfed a little on my warming mat and I was hoping that Mom wouldn't see it.  The barf matched the colors on the mat. Mom spotted it right away anyhow.

Karen Jo:  It was just a little barf and this time I could be sure that treats had nothing at all to do with it.  The only thing in the barf was, ironically, your Purina One for Sensitive Systems.  You drank too much water after eating again.  I still think you tend to barf up this food because it is in little disks and you don't chew it up as much as you chew up your other food.  I can hear you crunching it, so I know you are chewing, but most of it goes down whole.  I know this because the barf is readily identifiable.  You wanted a whole bunch of treats tonight.

I was hungry.

Karen Jo:  You could have eaten more of your Stinky Goodness.

I would rather wait for treats.  I did eat some Stinky Goodness when you fed me tonight.

Karen Jo:  Not a whole lot.  You were waiting for treats and, boy, did you eat a lot of them.  It was nip treats tonight and you always want more of them than any other kind.  You wouldn't play with me afterward, though.

I didn't feel like playing.  I just wanted to rest and digest my treats.