What Brian? Oh, it’s my turn? If you would have told me a bit sooner and I would have been ready!
Hello everyone, I hope you are all having a totally fantastic weekend. Brian was reading us the comments from the other Sister Saturday posts and I didn’t really realize how many new readers he has, or now I should say “we have”, since Brian is letting us share in the fun too. So I thought I’d tell you a little bit about me first. Dad came and adopted me and Sister Zoe on the same day. I lived with a very nice foster lady named Ann, and she called me Smokey. I thought that name was a bit silly, but she treated me great, so I never complained. When I was a wee kitten I was attacked by a doggie, but fortunately some very nice humans saw it happening and they saved me. I was tore up pretty bad and had to have some surgery, but I can’t say I really remember much about that. Although I’m fine now, I really don’t like to be held or picked up, it hurts. I do tolerate being held while I’m getting my claws trimmed, but I do tend to get a bit wiggly. I do love to sit close to Dad and Mom though, and I can fluff up my Dad’s tummy anytime I want. I still get a little nervous when I hear the neighbor dogs barking, but Brian assures me that not all doggies are bad, I just had an nasty encounter with a bad one. Brian told me there were two big doggies that used to live here, but they went Over the Rainbow Bridge before I got here. Outside of that, I don’t really have any other side effects of that bad day, I still love to run, romp and play with the best of them.
Asthma, I do have asthma, which is no fun when I have one of those breathing problems, but I’m coping quite well. I was taking some pills, but it caused me to put on a little weight, so we went to an inhaler thingy that Dad helps me with if I have an attack. I don’t like that mask over my nose, but I do tolerate it since it helps right away. But generally I’ve done great and might only have an asthma attack once every couple of months now. But they sure are scary when they happen. So, that’s my background for those of you who didn’t know about me.
Brother Brian assigns each of us tasks to do around the house, and Brian appointed me as the Alarm Cat. I’m quite honored and take this roll seriously. My primary job is to make sure that Dad and Mom are awake by 5:00am every single day. Let me tell you, I am very good at this, although sometimes I worry about them not waking up on time so I actually start a bit early just to make sure. My other role is that of Group SpokesCat. The others don’t talk too much, but me, I talk all of the time, so if there is something that needs to be said for the group, it’s up to me to get the message across. I guess you could say I’m the Press Secretary to The Brian King.
I hope all of you have a fun weekend, and we’ll chat again. Remember, adopt cats, we deserve it!!!!! Purrrrr! Zip! Later!