Whose blog is this anyway?

Hi, everybody ... it's me, Tucker.  You might remember me ... I'm the one whose name is on the masthead (do blogs even have a masthead?) of this blog.  I look like this:

Yours truly (freshly washed and appropriately puffified)
I hope this refreshes your memory, because I've been reading the comments for the last couple of posts, and while we certainly appreciate all of our visitors, especially those who take the time to leave us a message, I was a bit miffed to see it referred to more than once as someone else's blog other than my own.  So let me just direct your attention here ... I think that should clear things right up.

Finn would also like me to tell you that he very much appreciates all the birthday wishes he received yesterday.  The fact that he received one from two of his man-cat idols William and Spitty was especially exciting to him, but he treasures each of the messages and would like to thank all of you who took the time to wish him well on his first birthday.  He got quite a few gifts, and maybe tomorrow I'll let him post a few pictures of some of his presents.  So far his favorite one is a little fuzzy mouse on a string.  Mom throws it for him, and he runs and gets it and brings it back to her.  Both Mom & Finn seem to enjoy this game - they play it with other toys also - and can play it for way longer than I would find enjoyable.  I don't see what's so fun about fetching - it bores me.  I'd rather wrestle with Phoebe, or play tug or something.  Needless to say, Olivia & Tanner don't think much of Finn's decidedly uncatly behavior, either - in fact, they are appropriately horrified.  Mom thinks it's great, though.  Mothers!

Anyway, we also had another exciting thing happen yesterday, besides Finn's first birthday.  The Fed Ex guy brought us a much-anticipated cooler from our friends at US Wellness Meats.  Well, we don't really know them, so maybe we can't call them friends, but we sure like them.  They send us yummy stuff that Mom can't find locally but that is important to the balanced raw diet that we eat.  We know there are some other raw feeders out there, and if any of you are on the East coast and haven't ordered from them before, you might want to think about it.  They ship next day air and their shipping is really reasonable - $7.95 no matter how big your order is.  Finn was really excited about the cooler - I think he thought it arrived especially for his birthday, which of course it didn't.  It was just a coincidence, but I let him think it was for him, cause I'm nice that way. 

Other than that, things have been pretty boring.  Mom is sick AGAIN.  She caught that nasty bug that everyone's been passing around at her office and has been coughing and hacking and generally acting miserable.  So I've had to devote a lot of time to taking care of her AGAIN.  Fortunately I'm an experienced nurse and I don't really mind.  Today she even felt so sickly that she couldn't even go to work, so she spent most of the day in bed with her laptop, and tried to work as much as she could from home.  She said tomorrow she is going to have to suck it up and go in, which means she really should get some sleep, but since she slept a lot today, her clock is all out of whack.  Oh, well ... since she's going to be up anyway, maybe I'll convince her to drop in on some of our friends and see what they've been up to. 

Night night, everybody!


Spitty-the-Kitty said...

See, now, Tucker, here's where we part company: Sadly, you feel it is your duty to devote your time and energy to making your Human feel better and you're not even embarrassed to say such a thing OUT LOUD for everyone to hear and know. The shame!! Do you not understand it is THEIR job to cater to US no matter hwat trifling illness (or, cough, "root canal") might befall them? You need to work harder to overcome this altruistic woofie thinking, my Friend.

Oh, and I can't hardly believe I am anyone's idol! Not that I shouldn't be of course. But I always kind of thought of William as MY idol and I am beyond flattered to be included in the same sentence with him. Wow.

Mr. Pip said...

I hope your mom feels better soon. It's no fun to be sick.

Your pal, Pip

William said...

Wow. And to think I almost missed this again because of my mom's quest to get to bed at some dumb hour like 8:00. I mean, why can't she nap during the day like the rest of us? Oh well. I'm glad Finn had a fun day!