I knew somefing was coming up when I saw my carrier on the floor. Sure
enough Meowmie took me to TED today. Even put my poop in the carrier.
Said TED asked for it.
They poke me all over and took my temperature. I was hissy mad and
growled. They called me grumpy Rusty. I was put in a tray with some
litter. I will not pee on demand. TED than shaved my neck and stuck a
needle to steal blood. I tried to bite the hands that held me so they
put a mask over my face. I was so mad that I did pee, on TED, before
he
could put me back in the litter tray. So he stuck a bowl under my
tail to get the pee. Better that than getting a catheter stuck under
my tail to steal pee. TED is strange. Who else would want cat pee and
poop?
Anyway, Meowmie was shock at how much she had to pay TED. Serve her
right....

Deer Maggy May,

Uncl Bill ann Bear cum bak frum der wak an Uncl Bill sed dat dey seed
a byootiful black kittee mung da treez cross da street ann it letted
dem get close. Wy doo hee call annuver cat pritty wen he gnows meee?

Sunrise da PRITTY wun

Deer Sunrise,

Duzn't Uncl Bill pet yoo an call yoo da pritty wun alla time? Doo yoo
fink yoo r da onlee pritty cat in da whirled? Be sides, duzn't da Bear
alluss wag hiss tail wen hee see yoo an treet yoo wike hiz widdle
princess? Is der no END to da attenshun yoo rekwire? Our Meowmie Micki
iss rite. Yoo iss a DEEVA. Wuttever dat iss.

Deer Maggy May,

Azz yoo gnow, Uncl Bill won' gett a hairscut. Wut ken wee do?

WooToo

Deer WooToo

We gutz da gratest minz on rpcc workin on diss and we WILL fine a
serlushun. Bee pashent.

Hihi diz iz O T and me and Pig was wonderink if uze guyz effer gotted unkle
Bill ta get hizown hairz Kutted. His betterz hurri or himself will look
likez a sheeps dog!

Hihi Kitties,
OK,... I was ready early, on purpose, to take Diana to the foster home
and I thought we'd spend some time together. I lay on the bed and
Diana came right to me and lay on my chest and then stomache and we
purred together for half an hour or more and said goodbye.
Then it went well getting her out of the house, except when I forgot
the address and had to climb back up the stairs. Diana got a little
car sick but not too bad and the foster home where she is staying is
like cat heaven. She will be in a third floor loft they all the dance
studio which is nice and warm and Diana loves to be warm. It has
windows and places where she can watch all sorts of urban wildlife in
the trees around her. But of course she will be alone except for the
orange Tom downstairs, separated by a door for the time being.
It all went much more easily than I thought. I actually felt not too
bad as I left her and drove home. They are good cat people and I can
tell they will be gentle with her, as she has become accustomed to.
Then I get home and there is an email telling me that an ex-rpcc member
has a place for both Ryan and Diana!!! Wow! Downside it that it's
several hundred miles away, OK, can overcome that, AND it's with a cat
rescue person I've never heard of who has 43 cats already in her 2500 ...

*looks around to see whos here*
Gnow? puuurt? wakca puuuurt? mmmmm:)
meself haz bin bizzy wiff stuf wit da h00minz here, n da utter unes on dat
otter ng
whew r sew sad n mak meown meowmie gits watur in herown ize.
She fells sew badd fur dem n wuz wishun der was sumptin shee cud
soo fer dem. n me
Meown meowmie an i rite sum hoomins kards uf me, mustly,
n sned dem tre hoominz hoo want sum.
I m feeling alut beddur gnow wit dat nasty tapewurm gune:/ dat nasty wurm
ated awl me fud en my tummy, n I dint get mutcch, but Mewomiw n Paw took me
to TED, n poke d me wif a needle to make dat wurn dir n et wurked.
She bushuz me toofies wif sum gud toofpaste n she duz it wif her finner.
Tastz lik chiken
We boff feel so bad about Ubkle Fred n kiz un uff us nit beng able to bee
tigethir, butt, Meowmie seayed for Fred gnot tew turry, et wul be ok.
Meowmie tolled mee dat shee haz lotz of blessings n shee 'counts dem
furst':)
She sayed dat dere hoomins an us who dunt haf no pwace to wive an dat maks
hursef sew sadd. ...

Hihi diz iz O T and da gramby posted diz on da rong group so I gotted her to
redo it ya shudda seen it. Da gamby is veri light skinned, no fur to
proteck her, and hasta wear a hat in da out. Her boughted diz white one dat
iz laci and all. Las nite da furless onez was here and tole herself to
tryh it on.

Herself reached down and grabbed both sidez and flipped it on her head. Da
funni part was Willow was sleepink in it. Da gramby got the funniest look
wher her felt Willow on herown head. Willow wazn't happy and da hoomanz
said it waz lik watchink a slow motion movie. Der wazn't time to say
"don't" and it went so fast gramby didn't realize Willow waz dere. It wuz
so funnie!!!!

Gramby haz 2 puncture wounds from Willow but willow iz ok.

Ozzy getting himself into trouble again. Small slide show.
http://www.associatedcontent.com/slideshow/3525/ozzys_adventure.html

Lewi smiles at Kitty Schottland. As soon as you open the gifts, we can load
the KUV and port to Italy. Soft headbutts, he is so happy.

Well all my strays that I feed have made it through another winter and
are doing fine. Not to mention all the birds and squirrels that I fed
through the winter. I seen a couple of them (Cats) layin out in the
sun enjoying the warmth while they can. It still gets into the 30s
most nights but is coming up.

Now I am debating whether to cut the cats back to mostly dry food for
the summer. I fed them canned as well as dry over the winter months
to make sure they would get the moisture from canned where there was
no water setting about. The reason I was thinking about mostly dry
now is that if something happened to me (I am in mid 60s) they will
not be used to the canned or dependent on it since there is no one
that is willing to take over feeding them. I have even thought of
just putting dry out a couple times a week to get them used to
foraging for themselves a bit again this summer.

I was just wondering what some of your opinion are on the subject.

Hi dear friends,
Well the lady at the Cat Rescue Network said they can take Diana this
weekend and so I said Sunday.
I am getting help from a some good hoomans and the foster home is only
temporary. If we can find a good home for them to be together it can
still happen.
Yesterday, I told Diana and Rayn about what was going to happen, and
how they'd have to be split up. I used simple english wondering if
they'd understand any of it. Their eyes said they knew something was
wrong.
In the middle of the night I find Diana and Ryan curled up together on
my bed beside my legs, purring as loudly as I've ever heard them purr.
Ryan hardly ever comes on the bed and then only for short periods of
time. They seldom purrr like that.
Arrangements are almost changing...