We're BAAAAAACK!

Did you miss us? Mom's all done wif dis summer vacation stuff, young beans are back in school, now it's our turn again!
Which meant we had to go to the V.E.T. the other day.

I did NOT like dat at ALL!

But I was furry smart. *preening*

See? Here's a pic of me, Cheddar, hiding in da V.E.T. office.

Okay, I knows you can't see me, because I am cleverly hiding, but I'm behind da scale.

Colby did not like da V.E.T. either. He tried to climb up the metal fing dat's used for weighing big fat goggies and woofers and he got his claws stuck and Mom had to get him down!

So, we gots out claws trimmed, too.

You know what, though? Fancy didn't mind the V.E.T. at all!

Oh, she didn't like riding in da big van, or being in a carrier (she had to share with Colby, but I got mah own because I'm so floofy).

Dis is me again, being floofy in mah carrier.


But Fancy didn't mind da V.E.T once we got dere. She walked all around da V.E.T. office. Here's a pikshur of Colby watching her. He liked to sit on da scale, when he wasn't huddling wif me in dah corner.

Fancy even--you won't BELIEVE this--*purred* at the V.E.T.!!! And she gave Mom head butts while we were dere, too.

Colby says she's a traitor cat.

But you know what? I fink she's just really brave.

What do you fink?

Careful! You might catch something!

Oh, Hai! Dis is me, in bed. Don't worry, I'm fine. But Efurrybody else here is sick! So I'm thinkin' I might just stay here and be safe.

First it was Fancy, our new black kitteh, who had the sneezes and stuff, and then the boy beans got sick from somebody called "SKEWL." I don't know who skewl is, but he must be really bad, because efurryday the boy beans has to go away to see skewl, and when dey come back they sure are really happy to be home again and away from skewl! Plus, skewl must be furry lazy, cause the boy beans has to do his stuff all the time--they are always saying they have to do "skewl work"! And now dis skewl fellow has gots them sick!

And then even Mom got the sicks from the boy beans, and she goes, "cough cough cough," like she's going to have a hairball. Good thing Dad's home now and can help all the sick beans!

At least dat Fancy girl kitteh is all better now. We kinda sorta get along, but I'm keeping an eye on her, just in case! For instance, she knows dat the window wif the sunbeams in the afternoon is my speshul place, so she's has to find sumwhere else!

Here's her looking all better 'n stuff. She likes to sit wif the beans and get all petted, which is different from me and Colby, but maybe dat's cause she's a girl kitteh.