Hello all of you wonderful ladies!!!

Good day to all of you on this wonderful, awesome, spectacular, crisp, cool, fresh, colorful, sunny day! Ahhh, what a day. A blessed day! I feel so revived. Had a great night's sleep. Gave the cat a bath last night. He has allergies and his skin and hair gets messed up from it, so I have to give him a bath with some medicated shampoo. He's such a big, huge, flame point Siamese boy. His name is Barry. He's just a big lumbering teddy bear of a sweet heart. Not a mean bone in his big ol' body. So anyways, he's so good and never throws a hissy fit when he gets his meds and his bath. Well, last night was a tad chillier of a night than the norm and so I made sure his bath water was warm and cozy. He did great with the bath, even when he has to stand there with the shampoo soaking in his skin and coat for 10 minutes before I rinse him off. Not your typical cat, as any other feline would freak out and take off out of the tub, leaving a trail of water and soap behind him. Anyways, I towel dry him off and he decided he didn't want me to finish drying him off anymore, which he never does. He always lets me towel dry him, then blow dry him till he's completely dry, but not last night and so he lumbers off to finish licking himself dry. But a few minutes later, I hear him howling at me loudly and very pitifully. Because it was a colder night, I guess he changed his mind and wanted me to finish towel drying him and then blow him with my hair dryer. He loves that. So, he hops in my lap and lays there, howling and crying up at me, so sad. ROFL. Okay, maybe you are thinking I am mean for laughing at him, but he was really putting on a show of being so pituful! His situation was way better than he was putting on. Believe me. He was acting like he was dying or something! Drama King, that he is. Hehe. So, I finish drying the big doofus off, then I blow dry and brush him dry. He's warm and snuggly, now. But, he still wanted me to know how aweful it was for him to be cold and damp before, so he kept lying all over me on the couch meowing up at me with the biggest most pitiful as he could look, or fake it, blue crossed siamese eyes. LOL. So, to make him know I loved him and felt, oh so sorry for him and his traumatic experience, I take my blanket and swaddle him up in it and prop up a pillow under his big ol' head to make him comfy. He starts to purr and is happy with me for fussing over him. Lol. Of course, my lil' daschund doggie got a big kick out of the kitty wrapped up in the blanket and so she gets up on the couch and suggles right next to him. They love each other, BTW.

I just thought that was so funny, last night, my daughter's cat, Barry, throwing a huge pitiful fuss show, I wanted to share with you gals! Now, I wish I had gotten a picture of him all swaddled in the blanket with the pillow under his head. He acts like such a spoiled brat sometimes, hehe. Well, not in a mean way, but in a drama king sort of way. Lol. 

Well, anyways, I am on my lunch break with my daughter from school and we will start back up in about half an hour, so I am gonna hop off here and get some lunch while I still can! I hope all of you are having a wonderful and blessed day! Hugs to you all!

-Chris