Tuesday 4 January 2011: Is lined with soft and feathery snow.....
After the Trauma of the Pee. Bee. the Bean and the Beau, (AKA Killer and Fatcat), had an appointment with the Vee. Eee. Tee.
Nothing too stressful you understand, just their annual check up, but we did warn the booking office, of the Post-Traumatic PeeBee Shock. The Vee. Eee. Tee. and Receptionist, stood giggling looking at us for a minute, and said, "we have a warning on the screen not to mention the Pee. Bee." ha ha.
Both Cats have satisfactorially put on weight over the year. I say satisfactorially, because I think loosing weight would be unsatisfactory. Beau, is slighty verging towards, "needing", to diet, but we think her slight Garfield-esque stature is something to be cuddled, and I don't want to mention her weight to her, incase it encourages binge eating (which she does quite well without affirmation).
Beanie, has managed to put on a kilo and a bit since last time, but then she did have worms! tee hee. Her teeth are glorious and shiney and as good as new. Apparently this is because she kills a lot of things, and crunching the bones afterwards, cleans the teeth. Remember this hint, when you are on public transport, someone is annoying you and your teeth feel dirty.
Beau's teeth, aren't quite as clean, but then she does kinda find it hard to land on her prey, given that she doesn't do trees and her jump doesn't quite reach the lowest of the branches. She has to make do with a kill her sister has made, and had deigned not BIG enough to eat.
All in all, it was a painfree visit to the bet, all bar the price, and the wailing of the cats in the car as they endured their Daddy's driving!