EASY LIKE SUNDAY MORNING

This is what I plan on doing today

What about you?

AN UPDATE..

Hi everyone, it's been a few days, but mom has worked really long days and had a bad bad headache every single night.  But I needed her to do her job and perform her secretarial duties so that I could update you on Ruby.

She's fine.  Her bloodwork was good and she started eating like crazy.  The vet gave her fluids and a shot and that was it.  So, lucky for me, I can still climb on her and nibble on her lips.  She loves that.  Well, she really doesn't but I do it anyway.

Here is a new picture of me that one of the coolest externs on the planet took of me.  I was at mommy's work.  The extern loved me and took my picture.  She should love me cuz I'm cute.  Hey, I'm not a snob, just telling you what I've heard.

Purrs and headbutts,
Homer

PURRS AND PRAYERS PLEASE

Dear Furfriends,

I am going to ask you a favor.  Could you please send my sister Ruby, and even ask your own furfriends to send Ruby some purrs and headbutts?  You see, mommy is real worried.  She hasn't been eating very well, which is TOTALLY not like her.  She LOVES  to eat.  Even more than me.  Anyway, she hasn't been eating well at all.  So mom had her human bean bring her into the office today for some bloodwork and fluids.  The reason that mommy is so worried is that in December 2009 Ruby was diagnosed with Cancer.

Mast cell cancer is what it's called and pretty common in labs.  Ruby had surgery and all the cancer was removed, but you can see why mom would be worried.  We are hoping that it is nothing, and it probably is, but some extra purrs won't hurt right?  Ruby is almost 11 and I know that she would appreciate it.

Thank you so much,
All my love,
Homer

Ruby Now!!

 Ruby as a young adult

SO, YOU ARE CONFUSED HUH?

Ya'll know that I'm not the FAMOUS Homer right?  You also know that my mom isn't Gwen Cooper right?  Just checking cuz some people still think I am.  Mommy put a disclaimer up on this blog and we also explain that we're not the FAMOUS Homer over on the My Story Page.  For some reason there is still some confusion.

The Famous Homer is black.  I am not.  The Famous Homer's mommy is an author, mine is not.  The Famous Homer is 12 years old.  I am 9 months old.  The Famous Homer is Cute.  I am too..so we do have that in common.  The famous Homer is Blind, ditto for me.  But that is about as far as the similarities go.  With the exception of our name, we are not the same.  Hey that rhymed.  MOM..I'm a poet..just like my namesake.  Ok, maybe not.

Still Confused?

Then I have absolutely no idea what to say.

Do you still love me?

I love you!!

FEELING BLUE

today started out great.  I went to work with mommy, which means lots of hugs and kisses and treats and toys.  Then IT happened.  Mommy's friend got out the big needle and poked me, then I got my nails trimmed..then I had diarrhea.  I was so mad, that on the way home I had more diarrhea in my crate.  Mommy had to have the last word and put me in the bathtub.

I can't talk about it any more.

I'm humiliated.

I'm Exhausted.

Does anyone have Dr. Phil's phone number?

CONCENTRATION

I WANT WHAT I WANT

Mommy shared a popsicle with me.  Well, I took it, then she didn't want it anymore.  My plan worked.  It was sugar free, but was still yummy.

I hope that all of you can have your own popsicles too.

xoxo
PURRRR
Homer

LIONS, TIGERS AND EAR MITES..OH MY

Ewwww

 Ahhhh

 Hhhmmmm

FLASHBACK FRIDAY A DAY LATE

We were going to do this yesterday, but since blogger was being weird we decided to wait.  This picture was taken of me on the day that I met my mommy a little over 7 months ago.  We met that morning, then I had surgery (can you see my stitches?) and this was my first official "at home" photo.  I barely weighed a pound back then and now I am 8 pounds.  I am one happy mancat.

IS THIS THING ON?

This is what i think of blogger right now.  My last post disapeared and I haven't been able to comment. What a bummer.  I hope this one works...


purrrrrrrrrr