I put myself into the roll of the clinic manager a long time ago. The position never existed but I decided it was needed. Those worker hoomans definitely need some direction. I tried to find a title that would fit for a diva like me. I have done a great job at this for a lot of years. Now, I think it is high time that I get a promotion. I have been just the clinic manager for long enough. I cannot wait on that bearded hooman they call THE DOCTOR to make a move on this. So, I

They gave me a bath. Yes, you heard me right….A BATH. How dare they! I was minding my own business and got snatched up because THE DOCTOR told those worker hoomans to bathe me. “Why did this happen?” you ask. Who knows his reasoning? Apparently, it was under the guise of me needing my winter hair thinned out. I guess he never heard of a brush! I spend a lot of time grooming myself. I thought I was doing a great job. I threw up one too many hairballs and now he thinks I need s

I peed outside of my litter box. Well…. I peed outside of my litter box a few times. A few times too many apparently. It drew the attention of one of the worker hoomans. This then triggers the attention of that bearded doctor hooman. He must have had some time on his hands because he wasted no time enlisting a worker hooman to snatch me up so he could do the ultra sound. He has to check and make sure all is well with me. He does not accept that I am just a lazy cat at times.

Dogs. They are inferior, mouth breathing creatures. Yet, some of you hoomans prefer them. Why is this? Let me spell it all out for you and prove to you hoomans that cats are a better choice. Cats are generally lower-maintenance, independent, and better suited for small spaces or busy lifestyles. My goal is to make everyone a cat person. Cats are so sophisticated. We even cover our pee and poop for you…..well…..most of the time. If I am in a mood, I do tend to show my disappr