We got off to a rocky start to be honest about it. I arrived here a little barky ball of fluff after the passing of Tabbby's best furiend, (my angel sister Penny). There were a lot of snarls and hisses from Tabby every time I pounced on his tail or took a tumble into his side. (all in the spirit of play)
As in all true furiendships ours became something legends are made of, (Lilo and Stitch, Odie and Garfield, Mutt and Jeff) you get the picture. Where ever you see one of us you can bet the other is somewhere close by.
Tabby and I have taken many a hike through our fields and streams over the years as well as shared a lot of our deepest thoughts and dreams. Needless to say, we've become two sides of one coin if you will.
Anything outside of our quite normal routine tends to upset both Tabby cat and myself. We both are used to our pawrents puttering around the place. It brings us tons of laughs and giggles watching our hoomans digging holes to put plants in and all the care they give to the shrubbery we use as our porta-potty's.
Many of you know of the medical drama that has gone on here at our house over the past few weeks. With Dad's return home then it was Mom's turn to get terribly sick. Anytime anything happens to our Mom it's a true drama here. There were days and days Mom was either in bed, or in the recliner in the den. No happy laughter as she threw my ball, none of her and Tabby cat meowing back and forth. No folks puttering outside. None of Mom or Dad yelling at Tabby cat to stop screaming to be let out. (In the pawrents defense, Tabby does squall a lot, and very loudly to get let outside.) Just quiet, and more quiet.
One day after many days of total silence, I knew Mom was finally better. Tabby cat had been inside for his ten min visit and was ready to be let out. He began the squall of all squalls demanding to be let out right now. Mom from the bowels of the den let out a bellow (Tabby cat SHUT UP) that I am certain woke the dead.
Well let me tell you, I was so shook up by the entire deal that I wasn't myself for the rest of the day.
During the time Mom had gotten so sick with her tummy bug I had developed a serious lung infection that required some strong medication. My Mom's bellow got me so rattled Mom didn't know if I'd gotten sicker or if I was having a reaction to my medications. As you can imagine this translated to my taking a trip to see my dogtor.
The moral of this story is Mom's are never peaceful and quite for long, and if they are it's probably not a good thing.
Love, Molly and my Mom
As in all true furiendships ours became something legends are made of, (Lilo and Stitch, Odie and Garfield, Mutt and Jeff) you get the picture. Where ever you see one of us you can bet the other is somewhere close by.
Tabby and I have taken many a hike through our fields and streams over the years as well as shared a lot of our deepest thoughts and dreams. Needless to say, we've become two sides of one coin if you will.
Anything outside of our quite normal routine tends to upset both Tabby cat and myself. We both are used to our pawrents puttering around the place. It brings us tons of laughs and giggles watching our hoomans digging holes to put plants in and all the care they give to the shrubbery we use as our porta-potty's.
Many of you know of the medical drama that has gone on here at our house over the past few weeks. With Dad's return home then it was Mom's turn to get terribly sick. Anytime anything happens to our Mom it's a true drama here. There were days and days Mom was either in bed, or in the recliner in the den. No happy laughter as she threw my ball, none of her and Tabby cat meowing back and forth. No folks puttering outside. None of Mom or Dad yelling at Tabby cat to stop screaming to be let out. (In the pawrents defense, Tabby does squall a lot, and very loudly to get let outside.) Just quiet, and more quiet.
One day after many days of total silence, I knew Mom was finally better. Tabby cat had been inside for his ten min visit and was ready to be let out. He began the squall of all squalls demanding to be let out right now. Mom from the bowels of the den let out a bellow (Tabby cat SHUT UP) that I am certain woke the dead.
Well let me tell you, I was so shook up by the entire deal that I wasn't myself for the rest of the day.
During the time Mom had gotten so sick with her tummy bug I had developed a serious lung infection that required some strong medication. My Mom's bellow got me so rattled Mom didn't know if I'd gotten sicker or if I was having a reaction to my medications. As you can imagine this translated to my taking a trip to see my dogtor.
The moral of this story is Mom's are never peaceful and quite for long, and if they are it's probably not a good thing.
Love, Molly and my Mom
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