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It’s me! I survived the horror of horrors — surgery! The peep (the one I trust) woke me up one day at dark o’clock and stuffed me in the portal to hell. It was before the birds were up. No … Continue reading
It’s the peep again. Sasha will be back next week with her opinion about her surgery and I’m sure it’s a doozy. (For those new to the story, she had surgery to remove a mass on her neck last week.) … Continue reading
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It’s the peep today. Sasha is recovering from her Tuesday surgery to remove a mass from her neck. She did fine. Me, not so much. She has some good pharmaceuticals to help her, but she’s has been a great cat. … Continue reading
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Sasha here. The peeps have been prepping for a big storm. It may be snowmageddon. Or not. Predictions are 10 to 14 inches of snow. That’s taller than me. The peeps are old people so they don’t like big snows … Continue reading
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Sasha here. We are late today because the peep had an early morning doc appointment (that’s like a vet but she doesn’t need to fit in the portal to hell). It’s been a quiet week. I’ve been practicing my kneading … Continue reading
Sasha here. We have a sad. The peeps are weepy and needy. Morgan went into the portal to hell and never came back. I miss her. Sometimes she let me eat her food. We’ve been trying to comfort the peeps. … Continue reading
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It’s the peep here. Sasha and Gus took off for the ski slopes so it’s just Morgan and us. Morgan had yet another vet visit this week and it looks like there will be another next week. She needs a … Continue reading
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Sasha here. The peep forgot about us today. It’s been a hectic week. The peep’s brother had a health crisis which made her forget everything. That is until Morgan started a new cough sound. The portal to hell will come … Continue reading
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Sasha here. It was a dreadful week. The portal to hell came out. You know what that means. Someone is going to the vet. My money was on Morgan, but I lost. The peep kept whining about “fasting.” That is … Continue reading
It’s the peep today with a story to tell. Wednesday morning I woke up to the sound of nothing. No noise of any sort. This hasn’t happened since March 2, 2019, which is the day that Sasha moved in. She … Continue reading
Views and Mews by Coffee Kat 