Medical Cats

Since She gave me some butter before She went to see Her doc, I felt very lucky, because She wasn't allowed to have anything to eat or drink. She put the butter on a plastic lid, and put it into the microwave, just long enough to make it finger-friendly. It does taste better when it comes off a toast or a bagel, but it was delicious to me. He did Her a favor and didn't make the coffee before She left, so She would not have to sniffle it. She got to the doc on time, and She says all Her numbers were good. She told Her doc about taking the new pills, but She didn't say She stopped taking the others. She doesn't want Her sweet doc to worry. She also reminded the doc that She doesn't want a big examination. I am not interested in having Her die, but if She gets sick, She doesn't want a bunch of pills and things hooked up to Her. I don't think I would like that, either, but Kasey says she wants to live forever, and if it takes pills and machines, so be it. That's Kasey for you. Here is what She told me. Everybody is going to die, Cofs. We must be careful with little kids and regular people, but old people need to face facts. She says She knows there are people who would feel sad if She didn't send them messages and stuff, but She wants to be in memories. She is just itching to give out the presents She has ready for Christmas, but we have to wait. She really loves Her doc, and always brings something for her little boy. Today She brought honey sticks, which is fine with me. She says honey is good for you, but Kasey and I don't like it. We do like fish, which is thawing out in the kitchen right now. Nomnomnom. Toodle Pip, everyone.