I woke up this morning and fed the kitties, as usual. About 10 minutes later I heard that sound…the sound of food making its way back up. A few minutes after that, I was on my hands and knees cleaning it up. Poor Sophie.
Maybe a half-hour later there was round two, only this was considerably less. I’m not sure if it’s something she ate, or maybe she ate too fast? I do know that this morning she didn’t immediately run to the food, which was odd. This was the first time either cat urped food, so I was a little worried. Thankfully, Sophie seemed back to normal within an hour or so. In fact, she couldn’t wait to explore a new laundry basket I brought home. 🙂
Sophie In a Basket*
I’m going to keep an eye on her the next couple days, though. I’m an overprotective cat mom, I guess!
*I hate it when the camera flash is on auto (which should flash only if it’s really dark) and then flashes. Argh! I made it up to Miss Sophie with a few extra cuddles.
Hurrah! Tonight was the first night I trimmed Grizzy’s nails. I know it was well overdue, but it seemed like there was always something. An ear infection, another ear infection, adjusting to Sophie (not that that was an issue)…I just felt like the poor guy has been through enough poking and prodding. And to be honest, I was worried about how he’d react. He was a champ with all the ear drops, but nails…hmm…
Well, tonight I decided to bite the bullet. I managed to clip at least six of his nails on his front paws! I tried a couple different ways to see what would work best. I wouldn’t say he enjoyed it, but he was pretty amicable. I figure I’ll get the remaining front nails tomorrow. I’m a little worried about his back claws, though. I think I might have to bring in some help for that!
The past few weeks have been pretty tough as far as missing Rosie goes. Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE the Halloween kitties! Sophie and Griz are just amazing and I love them to bits. But for some reason I’ve just been hit with RMR (Really Missing Rosie). I had a dream a few nights ago when I realized she was gone and in my dream I sobbed for at least an hour. I woke up and that same sad feeling was with me all day. I have pictures of her that I want to put up, but I’m holding off on it because it kind of hurts…because she’s gone. My little muffin. I still have her as the lock screen picture on my phone, so I get to peek at her throughout the day. But it’s still tough.
That said, it’s nice to wake up to this:
Sophie’s fuzzy foot.
Usually Grizzy sleeps by my feet while Sophie sleeps by my head. They’re so good. 🙂