This morning, poor Ru got stuffed in a carrier and taken to the vet for his annual vaccinations. Or rather, the vaccinations he hasn't had since 2010.  That stupid bint who had him before totally lied about that (Seriously, bitch?  Had you just told the truth, I would have taken him in immediately).  Also, she lied about his microchip--he doesn't ( Read more... )

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So today I decide to visit Ru’s human to see if she is home, and perhaps learn a bit more about his mysterious fascination with bathrooms and drinking out of the toilet.  She was not home, but this little beauty met me on the steps.


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Ru has started inviting himself indoors and exploring; he does this even though he has an owner somewhere, because his collars keep disappearing, and he isn’t the one removing them.  Molly isn’t too sure about his presence in the house; she stalks him from room to room.  Occasionally, I hear them hissing and growling at each other, but no one gets ( Read more... )

Here’s a proper picture of Patch.  Those whitish blotches on his limbs are where his fur is thinning.  He sleeps on the floor, either under the bed or table, in the closet, or on Molly’s scratching post near the food and water bowls.  Yesterday, I went to the vet to get him some arthritis medication, so we’ll see in the next few days how it’s ( Read more... )

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Has no time to catch flies or do anything useful.  She's got people for that.


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It would seem Molly has gotten her very own publication.

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