The 9-lives of Whiskey Jay

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My dear sweet blog friends ~

Thank you so much for your sweet comments and prayers for my furry friend, Whiskers. I'm cautiously optimistic as I write this post, but I think he's going to be ok! I'll spare you the details, but he's acting like his normal self (using the word normal loosely here!) and everything seems to be ok now.

While we were at the animal hospital the other night, Carrie took out her camera. At first I protested, but it's my own doing - I raised her to be a scrapbooker and, well, it's what we do. We take pictures at odd times. Not my finest hour...providing a place for Whiskers to hide while we wait to be seen by the doctor:
Hubby and Daughter would tell you that I tend to worry a little too much at times. And while it might seem that I jumped on the worry wagon too quickly where Whiskers is concerned, there's a reason I went there so fast.

About 2 1/2 years ago, Whiskers ate some ribbon from my craft table. A dollar's worth of ribbon turned into a very costly vet bill. The ribbon became lodged in his intestines and required surgery that was risky and very hard on him (and me!). He was so sick, his recovery was long, and he was completely traumatized by his experience at the vet's office.

Do you think he would stop eating ribbon? Nooooooo. In fact, he almost became obsessed with finding and chewing it. It's the shear stuff that he likes. Shear ribbon and tulle. I am meticulous about keeping this stuff under cover because I know he's crazy for it, but I'm a crafter and there are times that things aren't tucked away completely. :o\

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Animals are funny, aren't they? Our other cat loves to eat plastic bags and lick photos. Where does that come from?!?! Do you have a pet with a quirky habit?
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