Wednesday, July 9, 2008

You wanna be brushed?

Going down Sunset (72 Street), we crossed 72 Avenue which reminded me that we needed to go to the vet (whose office is thirty blocks down the Avenue from where we were) and get more ProPlan for Mew. It is always a chancy thing whether they have the flavor she will eat willingly, or not. We try not to let her run so closely to being actually out that it is serious if the vet doesn't have hers.

She has no clue that there is not a plentiful supply at all times. It appears in her bowl like magic, in the morning, right after she gets groomed. She loves being brushed and I can sneak some combing in, too, while she is fixated on the brush. As far as she knows, being brushed produces the food. She has a strange vision of comb plus brush equals two bowls, one of which is fresh water.

She thinks her name means come and get fed . . .

4 comments:

ol Doc said...

I thought her name meant "Large-and-In-Charge-but-really-cute!"

Zeta said...

Maybe her name is "Your So Cute Little Kitty."

RANGER said...

Her name being synonymous with food means that she might be likely, possibly, and with a strong maybe, to come when called. Not trained, she is, but subject to strong suggestion, she is. Yesss, Uncle Yoda.

ol Doc said...

Going to sit in the sandbox she will? Use the Force, Luke -