Just wanted to share my first 90 minutes of this morning....
Medicated Artie
15 minutes later, heard a loud YOWL!! Uh-oh, I thought, he is going to vomit. I did not move.
Artie ran into the spare room, behind a huge, solid, 70 year old mahogany dresser---yup, the one with a large mirror..
I tried to get him out of there, he was gagging at this point.. foot went in as far as I could, just to push him out, and into the open.. no way--went to other side. I went to other side of dresser, moving the Bentwood Rocker which is holding my laundry basket.
Tried again to push him out, while He is still gagging, not vomiting yet--so I still had time.. No way... He got into the middle of the area behind the dresser, which is unreachable...
Then start the vomiting!! Yup, fur ball!!! OMG... I am praying I can move the dresser, in order to clean it..
Artie runs out to the clear area.. vomits again.. more fur!!!! then runs away, as if nothing ever happened!!
I go get the Natures Miracle, gloves, trash bag, paper towels.. throw off my bathrobe.
Determined to slide the dresser, I was somehow given superhuman strength!!!
I surprised myself, by being able to slide it: how ever, in the process, I hit the rocker, causing the laundry basket to fall on the floor, upside down.. clean laundry all over the floor!!!
Also, while in the process of moving the dresser, the table lamp, fell to the floor!!!
Thank Goodness, I remembered to move the baby scale off the top of the dresser!!
cleaned up the messes, unplugged the lamp, which was now bent at the socket
Tried to fix it.. not lighting up....
Uttering many choice words
Finally got it back together, still nothing! Ok, try a new light bulb, I thought. Go to into store room to get a new bulb.. too much junk in there ~~ things go crashing to floor!!!! thankful for carpeting...
Take care of getting light bulb.. put things back.. Try out lamp with light bulb.. it is working..but realizing it is 150 watts instead of 60--too strong for little lamp....
Back to storeroom..
Artie is underfoot this entire time, wanting breakfast!!!
Get the correct bulb, however, in the process, I drop one light bulb on the laminate floor--yup, CRASH!!
All over the place!!
MORE CHOICE WORDS!!!
Yelling at Artie to stay away-- whoever said cats are curious????
Got dustpan and brush;;; while shooing Curious George away.. he is still hungry!! waiting in kitchen doorway for food.. his sign, he is hungry..
Pick up pieces; have to push him away as I go to trash barrel. Get to other closet to get vacuum.. vacuum it up.. Artie is still waiting for food!!! OMG!
Finally put lamp back, push bureau back, pick up laundry, put vacuum away..
Not looking down, I am headed to kitchen to wash my hands.. and all evidence of junk off my hands...
Artie is still in door way.. Am still fuming over my morning.. and the fact that Artie vomited up his morning meds along with the fur balls!!!! Have the junk bag of vomit to put in the trash, to be thrown out today...
Ended up softly kicking, partially stepping on a lying down cat in the threshold to the kitchen.
and almost falling because of him!!!
Artie ran!! OMG!!
Washed hands... Artie is back for food...
Gave him his food, He ate..
Made my coffee... finally!! after 90 minutes of craziness!!
Then, as I was refilling his food bowl, for later snacking, I spilt the cup which has the miralax/water mixture... yup, all over the counter!!!!
I think I need to go back to bed and start the day all over.....
Yes, this is LIFE WITH A CAT!!!
Medicated Artie
15 minutes later, heard a loud YOWL!! Uh-oh, I thought, he is going to vomit. I did not move.
Artie ran into the spare room, behind a huge, solid, 70 year old mahogany dresser---yup, the one with a large mirror..
I tried to get him out of there, he was gagging at this point.. foot went in as far as I could, just to push him out, and into the open.. no way--went to other side. I went to other side of dresser, moving the Bentwood Rocker which is holding my laundry basket.
Tried again to push him out, while He is still gagging, not vomiting yet--so I still had time.. No way... He got into the middle of the area behind the dresser, which is unreachable...
Then start the vomiting!! Yup, fur ball!!! OMG... I am praying I can move the dresser, in order to clean it..
Artie runs out to the clear area.. vomits again.. more fur!!!! then runs away, as if nothing ever happened!!
I go get the Natures Miracle, gloves, trash bag, paper towels.. throw off my bathrobe.
Determined to slide the dresser, I was somehow given superhuman strength!!!
I surprised myself, by being able to slide it: how ever, in the process, I hit the rocker, causing the laundry basket to fall on the floor, upside down.. clean laundry all over the floor!!!
Also, while in the process of moving the dresser, the table lamp, fell to the floor!!!
Thank Goodness, I remembered to move the baby scale off the top of the dresser!!
cleaned up the messes, unplugged the lamp, which was now bent at the socket
Tried to fix it.. not lighting up....
Uttering many choice words
Finally got it back together, still nothing! Ok, try a new light bulb, I thought. Go to into store room to get a new bulb.. too much junk in there ~~ things go crashing to floor!!!! thankful for carpeting...
Take care of getting light bulb.. put things back.. Try out lamp with light bulb.. it is working..but realizing it is 150 watts instead of 60--too strong for little lamp....
Back to storeroom..
Artie is underfoot this entire time, wanting breakfast!!!
Get the correct bulb, however, in the process, I drop one light bulb on the laminate floor--yup, CRASH!!
All over the place!!
MORE CHOICE WORDS!!!
Yelling at Artie to stay away-- whoever said cats are curious????
Got dustpan and brush;;; while shooing Curious George away.. he is still hungry!! waiting in kitchen doorway for food.. his sign, he is hungry..
Pick up pieces; have to push him away as I go to trash barrel. Get to other closet to get vacuum.. vacuum it up.. Artie is still waiting for food!!! OMG!
Finally put lamp back, push bureau back, pick up laundry, put vacuum away..
Not looking down, I am headed to kitchen to wash my hands.. and all evidence of junk off my hands...
Artie is still in door way.. Am still fuming over my morning.. and the fact that Artie vomited up his morning meds along with the fur balls!!!! Have the junk bag of vomit to put in the trash, to be thrown out today...
Ended up softly kicking, partially stepping on a lying down cat in the threshold to the kitchen.
and almost falling because of him!!!
Artie ran!! OMG!!
Washed hands... Artie is back for food...
Gave him his food, He ate..
Made my coffee... finally!! after 90 minutes of craziness!!
Then, as I was refilling his food bowl, for later snacking, I spilt the cup which has the miralax/water mixture... yup, all over the counter!!!!
I think I need to go back to bed and start the day all over.....
Yes, this is LIFE WITH A CAT!!!