I took Elvis to the vet this morning for a second check up on the ear mite issue. He needed another squirt of medicine in his ears. He really is a happy cat. The vet's office was busy this morning...by the way, I love that my vet is open on Saturdays. We sat in the lobby for a few minutes with several BIG dogs. Elvis was totally cool. He was sniffing noses and making friends like he was at a cocktail party, through the mesh side of the carrier, of course. They had a room for us and we waited. Elvis is an investigator. He must check out everything. And I mean everything. We waited for about 10 minutes in a different room than last time. He thoroughly scoped out the Purple Room and found it to his satisfaction, mostly.
He climbed up on the table and was facing me. I was sitting in a chair, with my back to the wall. All of a sudden, Elvis' eyes get huge. He stands up, arches his back and makes ALL of his fur stand on end. He's looking at the wall above my head. I stand up and turn around to see what the threat is. It's a picture of a cat peeking around a wall on a poster for some kind of medication. I pick him up and bring him closer to the poster. He starts hissing and when he's close enough, the claws come out and he starts swinging. He picked a fight with a picture of a cat. I put him back on the table, but this went on for a good five minutes. No joke. He has lost his mind. There were other pictures on the wall, but this was the only one that was life size. It was one of the funniest things I've ever seen. We saw a nurse today, so as I was laving, I told the vet and his wife, who runs the practice, who laughed just as hard.
Tough Guy weighed in at a whopping 5.06 pounds today. Look out! He's dangerous. Especially if you're two dimentional.
6 comments:
This is why cats scare me! They freak out for no reason!
That is so funny Meg, he sounds like a real little character. His eyes are amazing, are they really that emerald green colour?
Sight of the day here, threw out some rice noodles for the chickens, and Kicker was out there among them chowing down too.
I love cats.
Hilarious - spitting at a poster!
Love the picture of him hobnobbing with all the big dogs at a cocktail party. He's one cool cat.
No,not at all for no reason. In his mind, he was putting the smackdown on a laminated two-dimensional threat to his alpha kitty status.
In all seriousness, I am convinced he thinks he is a dog.
His eyes are really cool. He has a ring of green on the outside and a ring of gold on the inside. The red-eye flash makes them glow like he's Demon Kitty.
When I first started reading this post, I thought for sure that you were going to say that Elvis attacked you. I envisioned all sorts of cuts and bruises resulting from a cat fight...perhaps even a related article on a similar incident from the Internet.
It is with a great sigh of relief that I realized that Elvis only attacked a poster.
Thank God for small favors.
-Wenda
HAHA! I am spending ALL morning reading THIS blog, because I have since been only reading your KITCHEN blog. Honestly meg, why do you have to be so, so...DIFFICULT
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