tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53830412012-01-02T00:35:36.725-05:00My name is Piglet and I'm a little pink pig. Well, really, I'm a cat. A Sphynx. But I look like a little pink pig.<br><br> My older brother, Grover, is a Devon Rex. He writes here, too, but don't believe anything he says.<br><br> We live in a tree house in New York City with our mom and we thank you for visiting!Piggy and Groverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10457601777823796041noreply@blogger.comBlogger2851100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5383041.post-19529891538759315992011-08-15T05:50:00.001-05:002011-08-15T05:51:33.120-05:00

Curl up with your best friend...or at least with someone who occasionally allows you to snuggle with him, and call it a day.

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This is why I should unpack groceries as soon as I return home; otherwise, a certain pink pig will make a bed of the unopened bag of chocolate tortilla chips and turn them into a bag of chocolate tortilla chip crumbs. Harrumph.

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Hot as you-know-where here in NYC. Grover chooses to relax in the air-conditioned bedroom, but the silly Pink Pig refuses to stay in the cool and splays himself out like this on my un-air-conditioned office floor.He slays me.

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Our mom has a message for y'all. Because you're beautiful, you know?OXOGrover and Piggy and Allison

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Grover, this is why no one believes you when you say you hate Piggy. Whole rooms of the tree house flood with sunlight, yet you and Piggy both squish into one small patch of it. Hmmm...P.S. Hi. It's Grover. Listen. I was there FIRST! Harrumph. Love, GroverDEAL ALERT! If you buy your pets' meds from 1800PetMeds.com (like we do), I suggest you enter their site through ebates.com (free to

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Piggy woke me up at 3:45 this morning wanting his wet food. I've learned that it's easier to just get up and feed him so he shuts the fuck up and I can get back to sleep. My strategy of 'ignoring' (IMPOSSIBLE) him until I am ready to wake up, results only in my laying there listening to him howl as I stew and wish harder and harder that he'd shut the fuck up. He doesn't, and this undoubtedly

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Couldn't find Piggy for an hour. Then I did...sleeping in a lampshade in the storage area. I wonder if this is the feline equivalent to dancing around with a lampshade on one's head...

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Oh sure, they can wake me up at 5am every day for wet food, but god forbid I want to kiss them when they are napping.

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The boyz know the best way to spend a rainy day.Meanwhile, I'm building an ark...

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Comforter + Grandma Pants = Happy Boyz

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Grover has a bit of a shoe fetish these days...

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This is my bag. Over the past 23 minutes, I have molded it exactly the way I want it. It is mine. I love my bag! Ahh....my BAG! Uh oh, I have to go to the bathroom. Where is that stinky Pig? Oh, he's in the bedroom. OK. Good. Be right back.Oh hello, what's this? A new bed? It's very comfortable. Ah, my new favorite thing!Oh yeah? I'll show you whose bag this is!I said, GET OFF MY BAG

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Take advantage of every opportunity to show your bits.

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Hi:It's Piggy. Rule #3....JAMES IS MINE!Love,PiggyP.S. Hi. It's Grover. Listen. Wrong! Wrong, I say, wrong! He's MINE!

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, if you leave any article of clothing on the floor, Piggy believes you put it there for his comfort, and will sleep on it.I, of course, believe nothing he does or says to be true unless I test it out for myself, because he is prone to immature behavior like trying to look especially cute and comfy to entice me to snuggle up to him.I will not be fooled by his fakery!Love,

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, this week I will share with you some of Piggy's Rules of Life, not all of which are original, as evidenced above of Piggy drinking my mom's water from her glass.I DO THAT! HE DIDN'T MAKE THAT UP, THE LITTLE COPY PIG!Harrumph.Anyway, so that's Piggy's Rule of Life #1. Any glass of water you see about the house is yours. Feel free to quaff.Even if it's really MY rule, I

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There's a heat pole in this corner of the bathroom. Piggy spends much of his day huddled up to it. And he doesn't appreciate Peeping Toms.

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, I'm not snuggling Piggy or anything so don't get the wrong idea. It's just that the floor in this corner gets nice and warm from the heat system.Really.It's not like I am suddenly fond of 'He of the Potato-Mushroom Casserole Aroma' pressed against me or anything.Really.Love,GroverP.S. Burp. Mom better start lockin' up these bottles o' booze or next thing ya know me and

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, when my mom was in the shower and I was sleeping very snug and quiet and GOOD in her bed on her pillow, Piggy came into the bedroom and stole my mom's locket and was batting it around like it was a mouse.She got out of the shower and heard him doing Something He Should Not Be Doing and went into the kitchen to see the above. By the way, that's the locket in which she

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I am very sad to report that we lost Cathy this morning.Thank you so much for all the love and prayers and positive energy. I have passed them on to James and his family. You are a generous and wonderful bunch and I am so honored to 'know' you!I have visions of Cathy playing with (i.e. trying to kick the crap out of - she was a feisty one!) Vito in the land of no-pain and where snow is a fun

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This is Cathy, my boyfriend's cat. He lives in Bayville, NJ, where the snow is so deep and the town so busy cleaning it up, that the streets near his house are still covered in more than two feet of snow and enormous drifts.Cathy got sick this a.m. - vomiting, diarrhea, and is now very lethargic and barely breathing and must get to the emergency vet's, but the snow is too deep to drive, and

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Grover investigates the first snowball of the season.Unimpressed by the first snowball of the season, Grover knocks it to the floor.Unimpressed by Grover's fury, the first snowball of the season gets its revenge.The End

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Hi. I'm Grover and I live in the bathroom sink.Hi. I'm Piggy and I grow red fur in the winter.Hi. I'm Allison and I keep a cat blog.Just letting our freak flags fly.Happy Wednesday, y'all!OXO

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, Piggy is trying to hypnotize you. Did it work?I hope not. He'd be simply unbearable if he actually had any sort of powers of hypnosis. I can only imagine what would happen if suddenly we were all within his control and doing his bidding.I suspect there would be an awful lot of snuggling and kissing.Blech.Love,Grover

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Here is where I prefer to spend my Sunday mornings.Hi:It's Grover. Listen, my mom doesn't seem to understand that when I am snoring it means I am SLEEPING and when she pokes me to make me stop snoring, it wakes me up, which sort of defeats the purpose of SLEEPING, doesn't it? It very much ANNOYS me when she POKES me all night to get me to stop snoring. Also, it's futile, isn't it, if I go

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Hi:Thank you. Over and over, thank you.Our mom is still working through all the emails and comments and so appreciates each and every one. A plethora of them came through the Cat-Blog-O-Sphere and we are all very overwhelmed and honored by your concern and prayers! She wishes she could thank and hug you all in person and let you know how much it means to have so many people she's never even

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Piggy doing his best "Drunken Sailor" impression.Hi:It's Grover.Listen, our mom has been unwell for a few months, and is still home from work, but has, finally, we think, started on the long road to recovery. She's very lucky to have so many great friends near and far all helping her get better. She hopes to be able to go back to work in another month or so (crossing paws, sniffing catnip for

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Don Vito Curlyone 2.?.09 - 11.27.09I just found this pic of Vito and me and it made me sad and happy all at the same time.This was taken on Thanksgiving, the night before he died.He spent his last days in my arms or curled up with his BFF Piggy. I feel very lucky for that - that we all had one another.I am thankful he came to live with us for the few short months he did. He was such a blessing!

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, I don't know why, but since we moved I just don't feel like snuggling Piggy any more. There. I said it. The truth will set me free.Oh, don't feel all sorry for the little cretin, he's fine!He's got his bear, as you see above.And he's got his bunny. And his mouse. He doesn't even need me. Really!My mom keeps hoping I pay attention to The Stinky One again, but right

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The expression of a creature who doesn't feel his portion of canned food was generous.

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Madame, please go away. I am trying to take my sun bawth.Love,Grover

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, sun baths.Everywhere.All day.I love it.Love,Grover

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Piggy says, "I'm ready, Mom! Tape the box closed and let's blow this joint!"Hi:It's Grover. We're moving tomorrow!We are all so excited that our eyes keep leaking. Or maybe it's just allergies.Anyway, we'll see you soon!Love,Grover

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We are NOT kidding. Get out of the bathroom NOW and feed us, woman!

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Mom packed up the bookcase and Piggy moved into one of the empty shelves.Hi:It's Grover.Listen, we're moving! Our mom is so very grateful to have found The Perfect Apartment for us and in just a week or two we put behind the Very Bad Experiences of the past three years living here and all that went along with it. Onward and upward, and proving my theory that a well-worded threat works wonders

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, last night at 3am the heat came on full blast and we couldn't turn it off and my mom had to put the air conditioners on and it's still about 110 degrees in here and, although I like heat and all, I've got PLUSH, WOOLLY FUR and 110 is just a wee tad too BALMY for me, OK? And I could really do without laying next to Pig and getting swine sweat all over me.So, mom, get us a

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If you ever hear your cats running back and forth from the bathroom to the living room over and over and over, all the while making an odd crinkling sound...and then one of your cats jumps in your lap and his paws are wet, and the other one is sitting there looking at you with an odd(er than usual) expression on his face, it pays to investigate.Dudes, really?!?

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Hi:It's Piggy.I think this photo, once and for all, answers the questions of: 1) Does Grover love me?; 2) Is Grover the World's Biggest Teller Of Falsehoods because he always acts like he doesn't love me?; and 3) Is Piggy the cutest and kindest and most forgiving cretin, um, CAT, who lives in this apartment because even after all the smack that Grover has spoken about me, I STILL let him use me

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, I'm a wee bit freaked out by Piggy being in constant communication with his planet, yet never actually getting back on that spaceship and going home.I don't think I'm over-reacting either.If you saw something that doesn't look like a cat, doesn't smell like a cat, doesn't feel like a cat and doesn't act like a cat, but everyone around you kept pretending it WERE a cat, and

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Double-decker.Sigh.

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, I wanted you to see a picture of how happy and fun I was before Piggy arrived to torment me and ruin my life. This is me getting a drink of water from the fish tank 7 years ago.We don't have a fish tank anymore. Is it a coincidence that we have a Pig but no longer have fish? Hmmm....I wonder.I'm also wondering if any of you are allergic to your cat litter. The scent maybe?

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, Piggy is seven and seven is old enough to know that you eat your yogurt with your mouth, not your face.Sheesh.Love,GroverP.S. Hi. It's Piggy. Grover isn't being fair! I got yogurt on my face because my mom gave me the almost empty container of yogurt to lick and I had to put my head all the way into the container to get every drop. So that is why I look like I'm wearing

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Piggy wants you to know he feels like shit lately and he's sick of it, but the sun shining through his ears, though frightening to me, feels good to him.Hi:It's Grover. Listen, I think my mom has gone so far off the charts that she is now color-coordinating accessories to match Piggy. Bitch, please. Did you really LIKE that pillow or did the green just remind you of the cretin's eyes?Love,

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, the truth has finally made itself known and it is terrifying!I live with Gollum!RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!Love,Grover

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We love the Aerobed!Hi:It's me, Piggy.We had a flood in our apartment on Saturday and yada yada yada, the bed and some other stuff got ruined, so our mom slept in the living room on the comfy Aerobed.Me and Grover were very excited by this because we don't usually get to sleep with our mom since she's a bitch and locks us out of the bedroom at night. However, since Mother Earth has proven yet

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, get your mind out of the gutter.Love,Grover

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Don't let his regal stance fool you. He's a PIG!Hi:It's Grover.Listen, Piggy is purposely being extremely annoying with his repetitive noises in an attempt to drive me crazy and, perhaps, even force me to move back home to Inola, Oklahoma, where I was born almost 13 years ago. Don't laugh, it could happen. I will get right back on that airplane that took me here. Don't push me. And, after all

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Hi:It's Piggy.OK, Grover...really? Are you really laying next to the pot WHEN THE BURNER IS LIT WHEN MOM IS MAKING HER OATMEAL?Are you really hanging your paw over the edge of the stove like you're all sorts of cool or something?Is mom really that big of an ass by letting you stay there when you already burned your whiskers off before on the stove?Note to mom: Instead of taking his picture and

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, doo wa doo...do you want to know a secret...doo wa doo...do you promise not to tell...Love,Grover

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, Piggy says, "Screw this cold weather! Stick a fork in me, I'm pork loin!"I say, "Let's eat!"Love,Grover

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, here is me when I was a baby. My mom thinks I was about 4 months old here but she's not sure. Gee, that's typical...I bet she remembers every single time Piggy ever took a poop or did something funny in his entire life but me, no, for me she's all 'WhatEVER!'Anyway, not that I feel the need to defend myself about who is cuter than whom and all, but...well, just look at

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Hi:It's me, Piggy.OK. So, Grover is always on here talking smack about me and how weird I am and how I smell like a potato-mushroom casserole and how I TRY to act cute when, in reality, I really AM cute, so how can I TRY to be something I already AM? Duh!I would like you to look at the above mobile phone photo. Do you see anything odd? Do you see fur that looks like fluff and then fur that looks

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, please, someone come spare me from my fate!Piggy is trying to be super extra special cute these days and I absolutely cannot stand it.I mean, really, what is he doing in this picture, pretending he's all dreamy and with his eyes gazing heaven-ward? And that paw draped over my mom's arm. Bitch, please!Obviously, my mom is eating it up as if he were bacon dipped in

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Rhett... if you go, where shall I go, what shall I do????

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This is a picture of Vito on his last day alive, the same day I realized that Piggy has freakishly long legs.Sigh...

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Pink. Curled. Good with garlic and oil.Hi:It's Grover.Listen, today Piggy is doing his impersonation of a shrimp. The other day it was a chicken.What's next? A Pig?Snort.Love,GroverP.S. Piggy doesn't even have enough social graces to try and cover his bits. What a pig.

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Mobile phone pic because this abomination of feline would have cracked the real camera's lens with his freakishness.Hi:It's Grover.Listen. Look at that. Are you even beginning to understand what I have to put up with for the 'pleasure' of living in this apartment? I mean, can you at least be open to the possibility that the thing you see pictured above is not really one of our species but is,

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Another shot from when Vito was rescued. He looks so big here, but he wasn't...it also looks like he has a short tail, but he didn't.Hi:It's Grover.Listen, I don't think it's fair that I get one spoonful of wet food and Piggy gets nearly a whole can. This line of thinking is wrong on many levels and I want it to cease. Immediately.This morning, I ate my one paltry spoon of wet food and then I

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This is a picture of Vito that his rescue angel took and sent to us when he was found and they brought him to a pet store and called him "George".Hi:It's Grover. Listen, Piggy, as always, has blood results that aren't normal, but he's always that way and, like his vet says, "That's just the Pig!"...so, the only part we're going to pay attention to is that Piggy has an easily-dealt-with thyroid

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I am unsure if Piggy and Grover are re-enacting the aftermath of the execution of Marie Antoinette, or if Grover disposed of Piggy and has gotten himself a Purdue Oven-Stuffer Roaster.P.S. And in the previous post, Piggy is the one standing up. He was always such a nosy little chicken :)

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He was always the ugly one. Can you guess which is Piggy? My mom didn't take this picture. It was sent by his breeder when he was a three and a half weeks old. Hi:It's Grover. Listen, my mom's having a hard time writing here these days, though she's reading all your blogs and loving it! So I guess it's up to me to fill you in a little bit.I still love on Piggy (Oh, behave!) but not to the

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Piggy is feeling wonky today (and also rapidly losing weight since he lost his BFF...but let's not go there), so Grover feels that laying on his ear will help.I think it does.

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Vito and Piggy on Thanksgiving.I hope you all had a wonderful holiday, whichever you celebrate!I am so thankful for you and your understanding. I get such joy from reading your blogs - we're all a bit nutty, I think, us 'cat people', and it's awesome to have such a great group to be nutty with! It's an amazing community out there, and I feel so lucky to know you and to be able to share in the

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Grover snuggling Piggy? Really? Really?Last night, I was on the couch and Piggy was tucked under my arm, purring like a Mac truck and Grover jumped on the couch, squished his way under the same arm and started purring like the delicate Mac truck that he is. Wish I had a picture of that, but didn't want to disturb the Lurve-Fest.Never in seven years of Piggy's life have I had both cats touching

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A few things happened yesterday when I found the strength to look in the "Gift Bag O' Vito" the vet gave me. I didn't see the ashes.I've had two cats (Jade and Cheshire Cat) cremated in the past and both were returned to me in plastic bags stuck inside what appeared to be cheap candle tins from the 99 cent store.But there was no plastic bag with Vito's ashes. What there was was a sealed wooden

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Mobile Photo - Vito's Paw PrintsHi everyone:Thank you so beyond words for your comments, emails, wisdom, love, prayers, understanding, etc., etc., etc. This community has awed me. Thank you seems like such an insignificant thing to say right now, but thank you.I am slowly getting back to everyone, and it means so much to me to be able to do so, but it's taking me a while...thank you for your

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Our baby Bobcat, Vito, soon after he came to live with us in August. There never is enough time, is there?Vito yesterday, on Thanksgiving. You can see how the Uveitis stole his eyes. And, yes, that's Piggy being his pillow :)

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Vito and Piggy, just chillin' on this Thanksgiving eve and I am thankful for that...I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving. I am grateful for all of you - your comments and emails and words of wisdom and support and love and prayers.Me and my Three Musketeers have so much to be thankful for. Thank you, thank you, thank you.OXO

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Thanks, everyone, for your love and support! I so appreciate it!Vito has been diagnosed with the dry form of FIP (or as close as one can be to definitively 'diagnosing' this awful disease).I will need to put him down, but right now he’s OK – probably by next week he’ll need to go, all depends on when he lets me know – he will tell me when his ready…the vet thought we probably have about a week

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Hi:Vito spent the night sleeping in my arms - so cute!!! We had lots of little chats in the night and I have a sense of peace about him and what is happening to him - he is such an old soul...and I know he is aware and OK and not suffering despite everything - he is very wise...he will let me know what he wants to do about this...This a.m. he shocked me by drinking a little water on his own...

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Hi:It's not Grover. My mom is too tired to write as Grover. Oh wait, that was Grover.Now it's not.We took Vito home yesterday - there is nothing more the hospital can do for him...$2,750 later...He will not eat or drink, though I'm forcing some water into him with an eye-dropper and he fights me all the way. He is alert sometimes, watching what goes on around here...I take him to the window

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Um, we just found out that the animal hospital gave Vito the Metacam yesterday without asking my mom first, which they had said they would do. It's too late now to 'worry' about it, and, since none of you have had a negative thing to say about the drug, and since Vito's vet is even OK with it - except he said it can give 'false hope' sometimes - we're going to let it go...but that is probably why

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, thank you so very, very, very for your good wishes, prayers and all the info. Mom is so sorry she is so behind on email and promises to catch up soon!! We so appreciate you!Late yesterday, Vito's fever dropped two points and we were very excited. He began eating and drinking again, though they still had him on IV fluids to be certain he stayed well-hydrated because he is

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, we are so thankful for your kind words and generous prayers and helpful/hopeful emails. You cats (and your peoples!) are amazing. Thank you! It really does feel like it's been one medical drama after the other - with Piggy getting so sick last December and then getting seemingly better a few months ago, and then getting wonky heart on September 15th...and now Vito.My mom

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, Vito got wonky...wouldn't eat or drink, lethargic, hot, 3rd eye lid wouldn't go back where it belongs...and he's been at the animal hospital since last night.So far, all we know is he is still on IV fluids (dehydrated), still has a fever of 105 (last night when we got to the hospital it was 105, then very early this a.m. it went down to 104.5 then went back up again a few

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, here is a list of things that have been happening in my house:1) The other day, Piggy licked the microplane my mom had used to grate sharp provolone and he made a tiny nick in his tongue. He's OK now, but can you say "IDIOT"? I wanted to, but I'm much too dignified to say such a thing aloud. I did repeat it numerous times in my head though.2) I have been sleeping by

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, Halloween is over, but it took me days to be brave enough to post this photo.Apparently, in honor of Vito's heritage of being 1/3 Devon Rex, 1/3 Bobcat and 1/3 Siamese (we think) Piggy and Vito dressed up as Siamese Twins for Halloween. Or at least I think that is what was happening here.I am still awaiting results of the police investigation.I will keep you posted.Luv,

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, I reeeeeeaaaaalllllyyyyy don't want to talk about it.Love,GroverP.S. Oh, stop your gushing. I BARELY let him touch me. I think MAYBE just ONE of his weird, coarse wire-hairs MAYBE just BARELY GRAZED my soft woolly lamb fur. MAYBE.

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, I don't want to talk about it.Love,Grover

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EWWWW! Hi:It's Grover.Listen, Vito did get the cabinet open for me, but mom got mad and put a baby-lock-thingie on it, so his efforts yielded no positive results.I guess I won't be pooping in the cabinet anymore. And I am not going to be Vito's friend either. He is worthless to me.I've taken to pooping under the armoire now. Twice, so far.Even though I got yelled at, I think this new enjoyment

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Hi:It's Grover.Listen, today I will teach you all a few facts about baby Bobcats.In the wild, baby Bobcats survive by eating pigs and pickles. In captivity, they become BFFs with Pig, but they still eat pickles.Here is another fact about baby Bobcats.In the wild they like to chew on sticks. In captivity, they chew on rawhide sticks (for dogs) and lollipop sticks (they steal the lollipops from the

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Don Vito Curlyone proudly displaying his prolific curly chest hair, disorganized whiskers and giant paws. (mobile phone photo)Hi:It's Grover.Listen, I think I may have found a use for the moggy interloper seen above.This morning, I was minding my own business (as I always do), sitting on the stove and staring down my mother as she made tea (I am still FURIOUS that she taped my cabinet shut) and

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The reflection of my mom's light had me mesmerized!Hi:It's Grover.Listen. I was evicted from my new home inside the kitchen cabinet and I'm really angry about it.See, it's like this, Vito kept trying to get inside. I was getting more and more mad, so I figured out a way to make him stop. I pooped in the cabinet. Now, don't get all judge-y judge-y on me here. You would have done the same

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I can't quit you.Hi:It's Grover.Listen, we love you all and so appreciate the love and support and prayers and good wishes you are sending our way. THANK YOU!That picture up there is, yet again, another example of the disgusting displays of affection I am being forced to tolerate because my brothers just don't know when to quit it!I feel like today it's more OK for me to express my distaste for

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Ooo, you make me live...ooo, you're my best friend...Hi:It's Grover. Listen, just because I licked Piggy's eye gook out of his eye and ate it doesn't mean I'm disgusting, OK?I got into a fight with Vito last night because he keeps trying to come into my house and it's really getting on my nerves. He is tenacious! Anyway, we were on the table and I was smacking him in the head very hard and we

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Vito doesn't like that his BFF is so sick. Vito's ear doesn't like it either...Hi:It's Grover.Listen, in the short time frame since Vito invaded my space, he and Piggy have become BFFs and I hate them both. I am on strike. I've moved into one of the lower kitchen cabinets, amongst the bottles of oils and vinegars. I come out only to say a brief hello to my mom, eat, drink and poop, and then I

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Hi:Yup, it's Grover here, long time no see! Listen, we thank you so much for your emails. We so appreciate it! We will be back soon...promise!In the meantime, we wanted to check in and let you know that yesterday we acquired a little brother and we named him Don Vito Curlyone...we picked that name because one, he survived a hit on his life as you will read below, two because he has a chest full

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Mobile Phone Upload - Grover wearing a washcloth for no apparent reasonHi.It's Grover.Listen, thank you so much for all your emails and comments. We're still not going to be back to regular blogging for a while, but I thought I'd share this picture my mom took of me. She has no idea how this washcloth got on my back and I am remaining silent on the issue. Let's just say I am beginning to realize

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A very sleepy Piggy - mobile phone photo. Dude, what is up with those paws?Hi:It's Grover. Listen. We're very sorry we have not written in so long and we thank you so much for your many emails and comments and concern, and patience in our responses. Here is a summary of our last month:1) Our mom got bumped and bruised by a mini-van. This is what happens to a person who is distracted and instead

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen. I wanted to tell you that Piggy must be feeling better because he's being all nosy and stuff, like when our mom was cleaning out under the kitchen sink and he sneaked in there and tried to steal a Brillo pad. Um, Pig? Metal and soap? Not such a good idea, K? Thanks.He also has started gallumping on me again, but his Powers of Gallump are weakened and the Reign of Grover is

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, Well, it seems you would like to know more about me, Grover, King of The House. And, because you asked so nicely (fine, Teri asked so nicely!) and because my mom just realized we had been given two very lovely awards that she had yet to tell us about (harrumph!), if you keep reading you will find out more about who I am and what makes me tick.Teri and the Furry Cats, and

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, Pig is freaking me out. Seemingly overnight, he sprouted PEACH FUZZ! I think this means he is nearly done transforming into a Monster, but my mom thinks this mean he is finally getting nutrients again. She was way overly excited to see him with fuzz. Is there ANYTHING he does that she doesn't find cute? I think not.This weekend, Pig attempted to clean his sweater by

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Plush Piggy, the year he grew the most fur ever.Hi:It's Grover. Listen, I want you to know another creepy fact about Piggy. Sometimes, he grows FUR. I know. It's horrible and further proof of his Monster-ness.Our mom was chatting with Marley and Reggie's mom about Sphynxs and she shared this picture of Piggy from a few years ago. Every winter he used to grow some fur, just a wee patch, but that

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Hi:It's Grover. Listen, I have no idea what the appeal is, but Piggy found his way into another plastic bag. Yes, he ripped open a tied bag of clothes that our mom had loaded up to donate to GoodWill. He just ripped it open as if that were an OK thing to do. As if that is what good cats do, just rip open bags at will and climb on in and hunker down as if the bag of clothes to donate was your

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Smiley bandage over IV spot.Hi: It's Grover. Listen, there is a reason I want nothing to do with Pig and it's not because I'm being mean, contrary to popular belief. See, first of all, he came home from the vet on Friday smelling like poops. I know my mom washed his super-special blanket but she did not give PIG a bath and HE still smells like poop, in my humble opinion. I know she said he

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Hi everyone:It's Allison, Grover and Piggy's mom. Listen, I am so touched by the outpouring of love and generosity through your comments and emails and blog postings for Pig. Words cannot express how much it means to us to know that people (and kitties!) who have not yet met our boys in person can hold them in their hearts and prayers and help guide us through.Thank you. Those words sound so

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Hi:It's Piggy. Listen, shhhhhhhh....be very quiet. I have crawled into the bag of recyclables and no one can see me. I bet you even had trouble finding me in the picture, didn't you? I know! It's a great hiding spot!I'm trying to avoid being found because at 8pm tonight my mom took my food bowl away and, if I remember correctly, the last time she did this was because I had to go to the vet the

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