A Wee Talk

Nimbus: Howdy everyone. Well, no sunshine, so no snappy Jazzy video, great Curry suntanning pics... But I did get mom to grab the camera and take it back with her after giving me my afternoon shot and feeding us. She says I'm doing good, so I guess I should be happy. She has mentioned more than once a "treat" once I get stabilized. I hope "treat" and "vet" aren't the same thing because she's been talking a lot about both!
Mom: No, Nimbus, they're not the same thing. I might get your treat for you while we're at the vet though.
Nimbus: Oh dear, this can't be good. I'm definitely going to the vet?
Mom: Yes, you are. It's not a matter of IF but WHEN. It's time. It's been quite a while since she's seen you and so we really do need to get a stand of where you are.
N: Does this mean I'm going to get squeezed again?
M: Probably. It's the best way for us to determine if there's anything inside of you ready to make you sick.
N: But what about all those pills? Weren't they supposed to kill all the bad things inside of me?
M: Yes, but sometimes one or two courses aren't enough, especially on a system like yours that's compromised.
N: You make it sound like I'm always sick!
M: You're not. You're actually quite a healthy cat for being diabetic. But what any normal cat could fight off you can't so easily, as it starts a chain reaction. So we have to spot them faster and treat them harder so that they don't overwhelm your delicate balance.
N: Now you make me sound wimpy like a girl!
M: You are no wimp, that's for sure.
N: Those biteys prove the point?
M: I knew that well before our little wrasslin' match today before your shot. Thank you by the way for not drawing blood. I need that hand to function when I go hunting.
N: You should've worn protection.
M: You shouldn't have hid said protection!
N: How do you know it was me?
M: How do I know it wasn't?
N: I'm not the one that drags big things around the house whining like a baby.
M: No you don't whine like Curzon does (I know who you were talking about lol), but you do go dragging big things around and make your own unique noises. You're the only cat that can drag Homey around.
N: Homey's MY toy and everyone knows it!
M: Yep and I'm lucky if I ever find it because you tend to hide it so well!
N: It's bad enough I have to share the reindeer with Curzon. I'm NOT sharing Homey.
M: Now remember you stole that toy originally. But you were allowed to keep it because it was so funny watching you play with it!
Jadzia: I sure hope he doesn't treat a mouse like he treats that stuffed animal because it might border on animal cruelty!
Curzon: Yeah look who's talking, Ms. Throw-it-Against-the-Wall.
J: What was I supposed to do? I was a wee lass at the time!
C: Do what I did. Grab it by the neck and suffocate it.
N: Or do what a real cat does and just grab and shake until it's neck snaps.
C & J: And what would you know about that? You ain't even SEEN a mouse!
N: But I've trained for so long I know exactly what I'll do! I know I will! I know it!
M: We will see, young one.
N: Would you just shut up and eat while we get back to what we were discussing before you interrupted us?
M: Only because it's getting cold.
(*the human retreats to her dinner while the cats gather for a secret meeting to plot their next move in their scheme to take over the entire known world otherwise known as their house.*)
(PS. We hope Herman and his human don't mind our occasional borrowing of their post layout. We like the personality it allows us to show and makes our bean work harder LOL. And yes, with any luck there will be pics tomorrow. This cloudy, nasty, rainy weather is a big drag to say the least!)