Oh Kitties! Kitty Moms and Dads!

 Guess what?  My Dr. from clinic/hospital called mom early in this afternoon; and when mom said "hello" she could tell by the joy in the Dr.'s voice that it was good news.  

My bloods that were stolen came out as completely normal in every respect!  Mom and I are so grateful to hear that.  We aren't sure why, as the last three years showed me "borderline" in kidney and thyroid- function--mom expected the worst.  And this test,  the Dr. said is "smack in the middle of normal".  We are beyond happy about it.  We wanted to share that news with you.  I am fourteen years old now.  I have a v-e-t birfday date stated as September, just like my mommy's.  But whether it's  September coming up, or my Gotcha Day- January 16th in 2023, I will be fifteen.  I pray and purr that I will still be alright.  Mom and I can't get along well without one another.  *even though I chewed  and clawed the beautifully walnut stained louvered closet door enclosing her clothing and other things in our bedroom*.  

My chewing and gnawing exercise occured while my mom slept.  And even after she woke at the sound of my gnawing  that I paid her back with after my day of pain and terror at the House of Horror that she hauled me off to!  She could not spring out of bed and stop me as she hurt too much..she was so sleep ridden her voice was weak trying to tell me to stop.  Of course, I didn't. 

 Paybacks are H-E- Double Hockeysticks, ain't they mommy? 

I am well, chubby,  happy, and very loved!  Take THAT thyroid and kidneys! 

Here is a picture  taken yesterday afternoon of the red dogwoods  blossoms from  my other favorite brovvers house, to celebrate my happiness.