Tuesday Tails - The Smooch Report - Can I Taste Purrlease?

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Can I Taste Purrlease? 

Tuesday greetings my furriends

Sorry I missed mew yesterday, the P.A. was furry busy with her own blog - typical. 

So what was supposed to be yesterdays post is now today's post instead! MOL

As mew will remember from last Fridays post, it was agreed that my fur-siblings get a little more blog time and Smoochie in purrticualr was furry adamant that another Smooch Report was needed asap.  So to appease my baby brofur before he goes all mental on me and licks me into oblivion, here is another installment fur:


The Smooch Report

Many of mew already know Smoochie, but fur those that don't here's a little re-cap.

Smoochie was part of a feral furrmily living at my P.A.'s workplace.  There was a mummy cat and her 6 kittens.  They just appeared one day and the P.A. started to feed them all.  When they were all old enough, each one in turn was caught and taken to the vet to be neutered and the mummy cat too, [my P.A. believes in being responsible]  anyway I digress, so the 6 kittens were called: Tiger Lily, Midnight, Ringo, Baby, Starlight and Smoochie.  Mummy cat was called Pixie.



1.Starlight  2. Baby  3. Tiger Lily  4. Pixie  5. Ringo  6. Midnight  7. Smoochie


The P.A. spent many hours while she was at work taming this furry hoard with the help of bucket loads of Dreamies and long feather wands.  She managed to hand feed all of them, and they liked her so much that they even ate the wormer pills straight from her fingers like they were treats! [This does not happen at our house, effur!!! We get stuff squirted on our necks because we won't eat the pills no matter how they are disguised!!]

[Poppy is another feral who's been on site for 15 years]

Sadly,  Starlight and Ringo went wandering across the busy main road and I hate to say this, they went to the Rainbow Bridge - both in less than 2 weeks of each other, the P.A. was so furry furry upset. Then Smoochie, also tried to cross this road, he made it back but he'd been hit by a vehicle and his back right leg was badly broken. Anyhoo, the P.A. and Dad managed to catch him, get a pet carrier and rush him to the vet, his leg was broken so badly it had to be removed.  After the operation he was taken back to the work place as there was an empty dog run/kennel and he needed to be kept contained while he healed.  Smoochie was kept in the run fur a few weeks and the P.A. and Dad socialized him further, he wasn't alone as his other siblings were there all the time, only the other side of the wire.   

After his leg was healed, the P.A. and Dad brought him home and integrated him into our Kitty Clan as they knew if he stayed at their workplace, he'd probably try and cross the road again and next time he wouldn't be so lucky.

So that's how Smoochie came to be part of a new Kitty Clan.  The other furbabies are still at work and seem happy enough to roam around the gardens and the fields away from the road - thank goodness.  The P.A. tells them all the time to: 'Stay off the road'

Anyways, Smoochie is the most loving, furriendly, kind and sweet kitty mew could effur meet. He is also furry furry affectionate and this is where this weeks title comes from, because effurytime I come inside after being out to play he has to taste me!

Can I Taste Purrlease? 

The other evening I had just come in from another field excursion [Field Excursion Post] and flopped on the kitchen table.  Smoochie who only goes under strict supervision, virtually pounces on me the moment I get in the door, so I thought being on table would give me a bit of a reprieve. How wrong I was!

The tasting assault began with my back foot



Then it moved up to my neck



On to my head



At this point I got up - I think my face says it all!



I moved along the table, but Smoochie is relentless in his quest fur outdoor flavours



I think this expression speaks volumes

Help!



It's not that I mind so much, but it's ALL THE TIME  and I am a ManCat, don't get me wrong, having someone to clean the parts your own tongue can't reach is a huge bonus, but being randomly taste tested after effury outdoor excursion is something else. 

I love my baby brofur, but sometimes I wish he taste test one of the others instead, howeffur as I'm the only one who likes to venture out effury day, I don't think that's going to happen anytime soon!!! MOL

Happy Trails and Bestest Tuesday purrs

Basil


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