MILES
I didn't know kitties could get headaches, but I has one. See, I was playing wif one of my feather mousies upstairs by the railing, and the mousie tried to 'scape from me by running away under the railing, so wifout finking too much about it, I chased it under the railing. I forgotted that if you go under the railing, there's no floor - just stairs and then the landing. I falled on my head about halfway down the stairs. (Mom's Note: he was about 4 feet up when he fell, onto the carpeted stairs). Mommy camed running and scooped me up and askded me if I was ok, and my purr machine turned on. But my eyes were spinning around in my head (couldn't she see that?). So we wented upstairs and we got in the bed and I snuggled close to her for a while. Then she started making that awful noise she made the ofer night when she was sleeping, so I gotted undner the covers, 'acause it made my ears hurt. She woked up a few times during the night, and one time I was playing wif Sammy on the floor, so she said I was ok. But I fink I still has a headache. Although Mommy says I'm fine 'acause I was chasing a fly that gotted into the house. I fink she should stay home and not go get her blood taken and then to go werk. But she says she has "meetings" wif people and that she has to go into the office. But what about ME? I has a headache!!
The (almost) daily adventures of Sammy, Miles and Nicholas Meezer. One is sweet and calm, one his happy and playful. The other? um......not so much.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
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Good bye my sweet sweet Nicky. You has a hard time sometimes with your brain injury, but you were always so sweet. I love you to the moon...
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Ohhh Miles
How about some ham and shrimpies, would dat help wif your headaches?
Please be more careful we don't want you to get another owwweee.
Hi sweetest Sammys!!
Purrsssss
*ABBY
Poor Miles!! Go somewares dark and curl up, and tell Sammy (or maybe ask Gramma Trixie) to lick your head. That will make it feel better I bet.
Finny
I can come on over and play and snuggles with you. I would like to see my bestest furrend in all the world, Trixie, anyway......
Mittens Pollypaws
Miles...are you just feigning a headache to avoid my advances?
It won't deter me, darling. I'm a vixen!
Poor Miles. A good, long nap would probably help.
Good thing she was there to scoop you and and let you sleep under the covers. A little rest and lots of water will help that head, and maybe some stinky goodness...
--Jasper
Poor, Poor Baby! You need more snuggles and more stinky goodness and more love and more scritchies and just more!!
I see lots of other girl kitties are volunteering!!!
Hmmm....
Poor Miles. Here I come to visit you and you are incapacitated. Silly boy. Don't you know cats can't fly. I oughta know.................
Feel better Miles! Maybe just to makes sure your mom should give you some ham. I bet that will make you feel better in an instant!
poor miles! I bumps my head ALL the time. Cat Couch sez that I'm nocked silly.
Oh, ouchie. Mom says Bonnie tried to catch the fan above the stairs an landed on the landing (half-story). No harm, but she didn't land on her head.
I agree wif effuryone else, you needs more snuggles, treats, an especially ham. Ham is good fur headaches - I read it on the web so you know it's true!
Poor neglected Miles ~Merlin, Shadow, Ko Ko Ko
Maybe you gotted a little bumpie on your head and now gots an Owie of a headache. Snuggles wif Mom should make it feel better.
Deer Miles,
My Food Lady makes an awful noize win she is sleeping too, and sumtimes I think my ears will bleed it's so lowd. Mr Tasty Face just puts earplugs in, but I can't becuz my ears are as big as satullite dishes and they don't make earplugs that are my size. At first, I thot the Food Lady was broken, but she seems ok and my big bruther Mao sez she makes thoze sownds winever she sleeps. Sumtimes my big bruther Mao talks in his sleep, but this is different. It's like a choo choo trane running thru the bedroom. BTW, yer blog is very pritty. I hope yer hed feels bettur soon. THE END.
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