Sir Caspurr the Courageous here, the Caspicatious, Furrst of My Name, the Snuggle Bug, Commander-in-Chief of the Impurrial Forces, and King of the Tigger-Tabbies!
Are you admiring my toe-beans? My adorable, raspy little pink tongue? Oh yes, it's all on display this week, as I lead my fellow J-Cats on the weekend blog hops - the Caturday Art blog hop, hosted by the Wise and Beautiful Athena and her HuMum, Marie, and the Sunday Selfies blog hop, hosted by the Wonderful, Predictably Unpredictable Kitties Blue and their HuMom, Janet.
Well, the truth of the matter is, I had a pretty horrible week, as I have had the Most Dreadful Toothache and the earliest appointment Mummy could get for Me was last Wednesday. And since the V-E-T had told Mummy I needed to be sedated and therefore, fast for 12 hours beforehand (which is why they couldn't have checked my toofies when I had my annual shots), She had Me shut up in the
guest kitty room with no noms from the evening before.
Now, as you know if you read Shimshi's post the week before last, the handle on the PTU broke. Mummy therefore ordered another one, which was delivered the evening before my appointment at the Stabby Place. But it had to be put together and there were no written instructions, only a set of rather small and not furry clear pictures. Mummy was in despair. But fortunately, one of the neighbours was able to help her put it together so She didn't have to shlep all (almost) 9 kilos of Me to the clinic in a PTU without a handle.
BTW - We have had a Brilliant Idea for what to do with the old PTU. Mummy thinks she will re-arrange the flowerpots on the entrance porch, take off the door of the PTU and leave it (the PTU, not the door - MOL) on the porch as a shelter for the Outside Kitties when it's raining.
Back to My Dental Trauma. When We got to the clinic, We discovered that neither the V-E-T nor her assistant had yet arrived and the door was locked. There was a man waiting there with his woofie. Fortunately, at least the assistant arrived five minutes later and let us into the clinic. A few more people arrived - all with woofies! The assistant called Dr. Einat, who was stuck in a dreadful traffic jam due to a chain accident involving several cars (not hers, fortunately) and estimated she wouldn't be there for at least half an hour! Or was it an hour? I don't know. I don't wear a wristwatch. I'm a CAT! So the assistant let Mummy and Me sit in the inner room, so that I would be away from all the woofies (they didn't really bother Me - I am, after all, Sir Caspurr the Courageous).
Anyway, Dr. Einat eventually turned up and she stabbed Me with a needle to sedate Me. I was more or less completely zonked out, though even if I hadn't been, I was in too much pain from my toofies to resist. And She pulled out TWO of my toofies - but not my Fangs, at least. So now, I have lost THREE altogether - one behind Trixie, who has had four removed.
Here is another picture of Me, taken yesterday, just to show you I still have plenty of toofies left:
We have artified both these pictures, with filters from LunaPic. Furrst, here is the picture where you can see My Tongue and Toe-beans, using the Beauty art effect at 85%:
Let Us know in the comments what you think of the pics.
In other news, Uncle D. is back in Israel. He arrived early this morning and will be here till after Pessach (Passover), which starts next Wednesday evening (April 5th). Isn't that wonderful? He is staying with Auntie N. till then, and will come to Us for the actual festival.
Now, it is time to put up the blog hop badges:
Till next week then.
Dear Caspurr I am so very sorry that you had to have two of your toothies yanked out of your mouth. Of all things that we kitties have to go through that is one of the worst. How are you supposed to eat that hard crunchy cat food without teeth? However I have enjoyed looking at your little tootsies, because I think they're quite handsome. I'm glad for you that your uncle has returned for a long visit. And we definitely like the idea of putting a box out for a stray Kitty to take a nap when it's raining. Your mommy is good that way.
Caspurr, I am happy that you are recovered and at home. I bet your mouth feels better without the hurty teeth! I net it is more fun ,now,
to show them off to us ;)
What a horrible week for you, but I am sure you will soon be feeling much better without those nasty toofies. Both art are lovely.
What good kitties you are! I am sorrow about your toofies.
While that dental ordeal was not fun, we bet you feel lots better now, Caspurr. How exciting that Uncle D is coming for Pesach!
we hope yoo feel better now
Dear Caspurr, I'm so vewy sorry yoo lost toofies, but at least now yoo will be feeling better and yoor mouth is healthy. Wishing yoo smooth sailing from now on. Love, Dori
That is a wonderful relaxed selfie Sir Caspurr and I'm glad that the dental thing is all over now. Have fun with your uncle.
Poor you. We're glad you're home safe now. Love the art!
Oh Caspurr! Going to the vet doesn’t sound like fun at all. At least it’s over now and you are feeling better.
That quirky filter is so wild and amazing, I love it.
I am sorry you had such a traumatic week Sir Caspurr. The Tooth Fairy will send you a gift, but it could take a while to arrive by mail. I love your selfie and all your beautiful art. The Beauty effect is my favorite- nice spring colors. XO
Your pictures are nice Caspurr - but most important is that you feel better ! Purrs !
You poor baby! How traumatic. That's a pawsome use for the old PTU!
I'm glad that in the end, your toothy ordeal turned out well. Hopefully you're feeling much better now that the bothersome teeth are gone.
I really like your Beauty-filter artwork, especially your pose.
We are glad those offending teeth are no longer bothering you!
Nice art! Petcretary says she likes the first one the best!
A great idea to repurpose that broken PTU.
Caspurr...oh you sweet boy! Bless you. I would so rather that Katie could have been sedated with a shot instead of whatever it was (may be that it was a shot...but Katie really was badly out of it when she woke. I hope you are ALL better handsome Caspurr. Want to come over? I'll point the tunnel to UTB.
Thank goodness you are such a brave feline, Caspurr!
What a week you had. We are so happy to hear that you made it through your dental surgery.
Emily and Willow
Caspurr, I adore that picture of you with your mouth open! Mighty courageous of you considering your recent tortuous visit to the vet. So many ups and downs, but you came up champ. Little wonder that Sir Caspurr the Courageous IS one of your monikers.
Your upside-down poses lent some hilarity to your Caturday Art, not to mention enhancing your already-gorgeoso so so fur patterns. Simply mahvelous, darling!
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