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Tell Me Another

Pierre: Hey, Ashton.

Ashton: Hmm?

Pierre: Want to hear a joke?

Ashton: Sure.

Pierre: A cat walks into a bar–

Ashton: What’s a bar?

Pierre: Well… I’m not sure. I think it’s like a house, but has more peeps in it.

Ashton: How does the cat open the door?

Pierre: What?

Ashton: Well, does the bar have a door? Our house has a door, and we can’t open it to go out. You got closed out on the porch and couldn’t open it to come back in, either. So how does the cat open the door to go into the bar?

Pierre: I don’t know. It shouldn’t matter.

Ashton: But it does matter. I need to visualize this.

Pierre: Well… A dog opened it.

Ashton: THERE’S A DOG IN THIS JOKE? I changed my mind. I don’t think I want to hear this.

Pierre: *sigh*

Ashton update: We got new compounded liquid Baytril yesterday, and Ashton won’t touch it voluntarily. So much for it being compounded into an appetizing flavor! The head peep got one dose into Ashton, but afterward, she wouldn’t even come into the kitchen to eat dinner while the head peep was in the room. We have no idea how anyone will get hold of her to give more of the 13 remaining doses, but we’ll try to think of something.

Ashton’s Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Ashton: Any day you have to go to the vet is a bad day. But I had to admit, I make things a little challenging with how difficult I am to get into the PTU.

It all started when the doors got closed all over the house. We have an open door policy around here, and closed doors mean trouble for someone.

Newton: Everybody else hid, and I investigated. I always forget that this door *can* close.

Ashton: This isn’t your story, Newton.

Newton: It is when I was there. At least until I was locked out on the wrong side of the sliding glass door.

Ashton: So the head peep looked for me under the sofa, and look who she found!

Pierre: Leave me out of this. I was just inspecting the poor housekeeping on the floor under here.

Ashton: Unfortunately, she found me under there too. What, you don’t store your turbo track under the sofa?

Newton: I was sitting on the peep’s desk, watching out the window.

Ashton: Still not your story, Newton.

Ashton: Then there was a dirty trick… the sofa got pulled away from the wall! I made a break for it, but ended up caught and put into the PTU.

Ashton: I wasn’t happy about it, either.

(If the video doesn’t display above, you can view it on YouTube.)

Ashton: We had to wait a while in the waiting room at the vet. At first, I was okay.

But the stress of pretending to be okay got to me.

I closed my eyes and thought of Mr. Jinx.

We went into the exam room, and… oh, don’t publish that picture on the internet!

Dr. K said I have a staff infection. I don’t know what that is, but I have to take medicine for it.

I was so tired from all of the stress, I was quieter than normal on the ride back home.

Head Peep: The vet offered to give Ashton a Convenia injection for her staph infection rather than her needing daily medication, but we checked her chart and she hasn’t had it in the past. With the poor reactions we’ve seen in some of our friends around the blogosphere to Convenia, we decided it was best if she had and antibiotic she has safely taken in the past, so she is on Baytril for 14 days.

Thanks to all of you (and especially Mr. Jinx!) for your good thoughts while Ashton had her bad day at the vet. We’re relieved that it wasn’t anything more serious, and we hope that Ashton will be on speaking terms with the peeps again soon.

Turbo Track Time

Back around the holidays, we remembered Sparkle mentioning in someone’s comments that catnip pawbreakers were the right size to replace the ball inside a turbo track, and we decided to combine some of our toys to give it a try.

Pierre: It goes around just as fast as the usual ball in the track!