Ralphie was a champ at the Vet's office when he went to get his stitches out. The Vet also weighed him and he now weighs (tada!) 7.9 pounds. I couldn't believe it! He gained 2 pounds in the 2 weeks since his surgery. He's been going regularly, but I make sure to give him pumpkin in his food just to keep him regular. I really don't want to be giving him an enema anytime soon!
I realized today as I sat out in the "cat house" with my other cat family, that it's not "they" that have forgotten how to play as they enter their major senior years - it's me. I got out the old string feather toy and even the 17-18 year olds wanted to join in on the fun. I'm glad. It makes me smile to see them having so much fun. Even if for a little while.
Parents are coming in a week or so, for Christmas. I know Grandma will be shocked to see how big Ralphie has grown. He terrorizes Simba all the time now. The Vet said he was aggressive because he needs to be fixed. I think he doesn't like Simba picking on Tuffy, truth be told!
Ah well, off to bake cookies for my sweetie. Ralphie says "HI!"
