Boy do my paws hurt!

Mommy has decided that we're making hand-made Christmas cards this year. So the entire basement is now taken up by a table covered with all her crafty junk....stamps, pencils, paper, markers...what a mess!

She told me I had to help but it's the same old story as before...I don't have any thumbs...and it's hard to hold a marker without thumbs! I can dip my paw into paint and slap it on some paper, but apparently that's not what she has in mind.

I may be cute, but I'm not crafty! The next time I go see Dr. Dickie, I wouldn't be surprised if I have glitter stuck between my toes and a little foil christmas tree stuck somewhere I can't even reach!

Kinzi

Happy Birthday!!

Remember Mommy's friend Nathan?? He's the one who has a lemonade addiction...and also had the horrible stinky feet that one time he helped Mommy torture me with a bath. Anyway...today is his birthday and for his birthday, he adopted one of their foster cats. Her name is Selena. As you can see from the picture, it seems that she's already done a little too much celebrating.

Hurray for Selena for being able to make her foster home fall madly in love with her. We knew what was coming anyway...cuz every time Nathan and Mommy went to Pottery creations, Nathan painted something with Selena's name on it.

Gotta go...the Colts are on today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Go Dallas!!!!!

Kinzi

P.S...Nathan...I want some cake!!!!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

We aren't having dinner until later...so I wanted to post now instead of later because you never know how things might turn out after Herbie comes over for dinner. I may be too busy later to write to you...wink wink!

Today I am thankful for many things:

My Mommy who takes good care of me.

Shelter to Home for supporting Mommy in her efforts to take care of me.

All of the people who have helped by giving donations towards my care.

Mommy's friends who came to help give me baths. I know I complained about all of them...but I know it was for the best.

All of the people who read my blog and write to me.

...and last but not least, I'm thankful for the person who invented fabric softener because there's nothing better than a soft, smelly blankie.

Mommy wanted me to post a picture of a turkey today, in honor of the 46 million unfortunate turkeys who ended up on someones dinner table today. This is a turkey named Hawthorne who lives at a place called Farm Sanctuary where farm animals are safe. Now I feel kind of bad that I'm having turkey later...but...I'm a cat...and meat is my natural food and that's why Mommy agrees to feed it to me.

Have a good day everyone...and remember...now that Thanksgiving is over, it's time to start thinking about Christmas...and to behave because Santa is watching!!!

Kinzi

Dear Winston...

Mommy got the package that your mommy sent to her. I think maybe she thought there was a million dollars in there cuz of the way she tore into it like there was no tomorrow. Good Lord...I don't even get that excited over a new catnip toy. Anyway...she LOVES the calendar and can't wait to bore us all to death with Colt's Trivia. We already celebrate Peyton's birthday...I wonder what other days will become holidays around here after she opens it and starts reading.

Mommy is still looking in the bottom of the package because she was certain that you were going to send her Dallas Clark (pictured above for those of you who aren't Colts fans). I've heard of a Jack in the Box...but not a Dallas in the Box. She does agree that the team needs him until after the Super Bowl, tho... but still...I catch her looking in there from time to time. She's so pathetic. You should have heard her screaming last week when he caught that TD pass with one hand. That made her even happier than when Tom Brady went home crying! Daddy doesn't even care...he's just happy he married a girl who loves to watch football. I'm happy that Mommy married a guy who knows how to build beagle proof kitty pens!

Tomorrow is the big day...when I'm inviting Herbie over for dinner! I hope your mommy and daddy let you have some good food tomorrow.

Thanks again for sending Mommy a present!

Kinzi

Umph murph thursmf...

Sorry...Mommy told me I shouldn't talk with my mouth full. I got wisked away to the vet without my dinner...so I was very hungry when I got home. Dr. Dickie tried to give me some treats but I didn't want any part of that...I held out for my gourmet dead cow dinner served on my very own fancy plate Mommy bought for me from some pottery maker at a craft show. No way would I eat crunchy treats off the floor...sheesh! It's Dr. Dickie's fault, really....I mean she is the one that told Mommy to feed me really good quality canned food. I can't help it that I now have very high standards! And I know Mommy loves me because she's a vegetarian and gets grossed out cracking open the cans of meaty food for me. Thank you, Mommy!

As for the trip to see Dr. Dickie...aside from the whole treats on the floor incident...it was a good visit! No needles...no foreign objects shoved where they don't belong...no torture of any kind on this visit. Mommy was worried that I'm still not walking much even after losing 20% of my weight...but when you think about it...I still have a long way to go. If you take a human that weighs 500 pounds, and they lose 20% of their weight...they still weigh 400 pounds. They have a long way to go before they audition for Dancing With The Stars! So, I have a long way to go before I'm dancing with my Herbie.

I'm back on prednisone...going with 5mg a day indefinitely. Mommy says she's happy with the dosage as long as it keeps my bottom nice and dry. I'd have to say I'm happy, too, when my blankie smells more like Downy than a diaper. At least me and Mom are on the same page on that one!

Only 2 days till Thanksgiving. If you're a turkey....RUNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Kinzi

Tomorrow is the big day!

I get to go see Dr. Dickie. I'm happy to report that since Mommy put me back on the high dose of my medication that I am doing better. My bottom is still a little sore but it should be healed up soon. I'll give you a full report tomorrow on what the doctor says!

Kinzi

PS...only 3 more days till I can eat my Thanksgiving dinner!! I'm going to invite Herbie over to share it with me. You know what they say...the way to a man's heart is through his stomach!

What a day!

So today was the big event at the Wyandotte city hall. Thank you to everyone who came to see me. PPPBBBLLLLTTTT!!!!! ...to those of you who pointed at me and said "OMG that's a fat cat!" You're lucky my sweetie, Herbie, didn't bend open the bars of his crate and beat you to a pulp with his tiny, declawed, paws!

I got to see Sandy, who writes to me almost every day. She's such a nice lady. Today was a good day for her because her favorite kitty from the shelter got adopted! Everyone clapped and cheered. (Mommy was cheering the whole time we were there because Daddy was sending her text updates on the OSU/Michigan game. Mommy likes OSU so she was very happy! She actually DVR'd the game and is watching it right now...she said something about how it's always fun to watch Michigan lose...even if it's not live.) It was a good day for me, too....cuz Herbie came back home with us.

A very nice lady named Linda came just to see me! She gave Mommy a donation and Mommy used it to buy me this big pile of food! If you look closely...I even got a special one called Thanksgiving Dinner! I can't wait to eat it! On Thursday, when I'm thinking of all the things I'm thankful for, I'm going to be especially thankful for people like Linda who are helping me.

Oh...and a bit of bad news...I kind of had a setback. Mommy had weaned me off the prednisone last week and now I'm having troubles again. So, I'm back on 10mg of prednisone a day and I have to go see Dr. Dickie on Tuesday. I don't mind the meds cuz Mommy hides them in my food and I don't even know they are there. I just hate that my bottom is sore again and Mommy has to wipe me to keep me clean. It's soooooooooooo embarrassing.

It's been a long day...I'm going to bed. Mommy says I get to sleep in the living room tonight!

Good night everyone...Thanks again, Linda! My tummy appreciates your generosity!

Kinzi

Call the Paparazzi!

There's going to be a public Kinzi sighting this Saturday! That's right...you'll be able to see ME...in person!! So few people are lucky enough to have this privilege...you really should take advantage of it while you can!

I'll be at the "Love Me Because..." event being held at the Wyandotte City Hall. It's on Saturday, right after the Wyandotte Christmas Parade. So come on down and get in the mood for Christmas...then come to the City Hall basement for some cookies and hot cocoa...and to meet alot of animals who, for some reason or another, are having a hard time finding a forever home. My sweetie, Herbie, will be there, too! There will be alot of animals there that need homes so please tell your friends, family, and co-workers about the event! We need to get some of these fur-babies a home for the holidays! Most of them feel like they're on the Island of Misfit Toys...please give them hope that there is a home for everyone!

And...for a $1 donation you can rub my bigger than Buddha sized belly and make a wish! ;o)

Hope to see you!

Kinzi

Pretty kitty!!

Look how skinny and beautiful I am!!

Did I fool any of you? That's not really me in the picture. I hired a body double. Since I can't be airbrushed for my photos like the super models do, I thought I'd get the new foster, Gadget, to stand in for me. He is quite handsome, tho...isn't he? Poor guy is afraid of the dogs here, but he's slowly realizing they don't want to use him for a chew toy. He came into my pen today to visit me but none of the pictures turned out nice.

My weekend wasn't very exciting. Mommy and Kim spent alot of time shopping, although I got some treats and new rugs for my house out of the deal, so I guess it's worth it. I also had to have a bath...phooey! Ohhh...and this nice lady named Patti, that Mommy buys Avon from, dropped off 2 bags of blankets and towels. I already have a nice soft blankie on my bed for today. Thanks Patti!

Kinzi

How exciting!!

Mommy says we're having company for the weekend...her friend, Kim. I've never met her...I wonder if she'll like me. Mommy says she has allergies, so I guess that means I'm not getting any special snuggies from her. Darn.

Kinzi

Everybody sing along....

Ta Ra Ra Boom-de-ay...
Mommy weighed me today...
Here's what the scale did say...


21.2 HURRAY!!!!!!!!!!!

My poor Herbie...

Another one of his friends was adopted today. Louie was only here for a month and he got a new home...poor Herbie has been here since March. Mommy is in love with him as much as I am...so trust me, nobody is complaining that Herbie keeps getting overlooked. Mom already replaced Louie with TWO new cats from the Wyandotte shelter. Last week she brought home a cute little number named Autumn. Word on the street is that she is after my Herbie...but one of the dogs told me that I don't have anything to worry about. She is very pretty tho...so I've agreed to put a cute picture of her on my blog...but that's it...that's where I draw the line at being nice! The other newbie is a big, chubby tuxedo cat named Gadget. He had been at the pound for FIVE months!!! I was there one day and it was too much...I can't imagine being there that long with no sofa to lay on, no sun coming in the window to re-charge my solar battery....no television! EEEKKK! I saw Gadget once and he looks alot like me...so, naturally, he's quite handsome. He's a little freaked out about being here so Mommy doesn't have any decent pictures of him yet...but it won't take long.

Kinzi

Oh Mickey, you have so much to learn...

I'm disturbed by your comment that your "master" makes such good lemonade. At least someone is making your lemonade FOR you...you're on the right track there...but...and this but is even bigger than MY butt... listen up, my friend...cuz I'm only going to tell you once.... As an animal...we do not have masters, we have servants. The quality of our lives is based entirely on our ability to train our humans to do what we want them to do.

Do you think I'm really a slob? Noooooooooo....I lay here like a lump because by doing so I get my meals served to me in fancy bowls, some of which Mommy painted just for me at the pottery place. By occasionally missing the litterbox, I get my butt massaged with these little moist cloths that smell soooooooo good. My adoring Mommy feels so sorry for me that she massages me daily and tells me how pretty I am. None of the other cats around here who are taking care of themselves get that kind of service. (Well...Herbie knows a few tricks, and he's got Mommy catering to his every need, too!...it's quite pathetic).

So anyway, Mickster...since you're a dog, let's use another example. Dogs act badly. What's the punishment for behaving badly? Obedience class! So really, let's see how "bad" this really is for a dog. What do you get...? A ride in the car to the class. What dog doesn't love a ride in the car? Next...you get to meet and talk to some other dogs. That's not so bad. Then...just for doing a few stupid sit/stay tricks...you get fed all sorts of snacks and treats and get told what a good doggy you are in front of an audience. Then you get another ride in the car! Bonus!

Cats are too sophisticated to do tricks for snacks. I live with beagles, so out of pity for all the times my snacks get stolen, Mommy places my treats right in front of my nose and then she stands guard until I'm done so I don't get robbed.

I hope you've taken notes, Mickey...and will stop referring to your people as your masters. A Master is a degree you get in college, or a brand of lock you buy to keep the beagles out of your house, not the human you have trained to take care of you...which, in your case, is a teenager with smelly toes.

Feel free to contact me at any time for additional support. You know where to find me...right here, in my house, perched up on my super squishy, ultra fluffy bed that my servant made for me.

XOXO

Kinzi

When life hands you lemons....

You invite Mommy's friend, Nathan over to make lemonade!! Nathan...you have to bring your own spoon to stir it with because, well...I can't use my paw. As Mommy would say..."Do you know where that foot has been?!?!" Bring sugar, too!!!

Kinzi

Ummm....a little help, please....

I seem to have fallen out of bed again...and of course Mommy was right there with the camera to capture my moment of shame. One of these days I'm going to sit on that camera!

Maybe I need one of those toddler beds that's shaped like a race car. Vrooom Vrooom!! I'm sure Herbie would notice me if I had a hot rod of LOVE! I don't want one of those stupid pink Barbie cars, either...I want a REAL sports car! I hear Mommy always talking about how badly she needs a Dodge Challenger or Charger to cure her mid-life crisis. Do they make a bed that looks like one of those??

Kinzi

Hey there Sandy/Fluff...

Mommy says she ran into you at the Wyandotte pound today. She said you were scurrying around like a busy beaver cleaning litterboxes and snuggling with the homeless kitties. I can't believe she didn't come home with another foster cat...I guess there's another really big kitty there named Frannie that could stand a few months on my diet plan. I know the wheels in Mommy's head are turning...trying to figure out how she can fit her in over here. She's also broken hearted over the little boy in the sick room who's sooooooooooo skinny and has the horrible eye infection. He's tiny...I know we could squeeze him in somewhere, but Mommy is worried that she's busy taking care of me and Kippie, the beagle...that maybe she doesn't have the time to take care of someone that sick. Hopefully SOMEONE will foster him and get him the care he needs.

You had asked about my sweetie, Herbie. I'm sad to say that I think he's more interested in playing with Louie than me. Kippie the beagle hangs out with me more than anybody else.

Hope to see you soon! In the meantime, I'm sticking to my diet...as if I have a choice since I can't operate the can opener by myself...and doing my best to be a good kitty!

Kinzi

Ok tell the truth....

How many of you ate too much candy and have tummy aches today?? NOT ME! I wasn't allowed to have any candy, so I feel fine. I have recovered from the humiliation that came with the bee suit...trying to block it from my memory.

Mommy says that something called "turkey day" is coming. What is that? How does a big, ugly bird get their own day??? Why can't I have my own day??? Mom also mentioned something about how she and Daddy don't eat turkeys...they're vegetarians. I know I'm not one of those cuz my food is way too tasty to be made out of tofu. That might explain why Mommy often holds her breath, makes funny faces, and avoids having her fingers ever touch my food. I just thought she was weird.

Oh well... it's Sunday night...time for snuggling on a blankie on Mommy's lap and watching some TV.

Kinzi