Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Woe is Me

My Mom came home from work one day last week. As soon as she walked in the door, PapaCat told Mom about my shenanigans. Earlier, PapaCat took me outside for some fresh air. He turned around to do something, and when he turned back to me, I was in a patch of poison ivy (or poison oak)! So Mom did not pet me for 3 days, other than try to wash me down with a paper towel. At least, rather than kick me off the bed at night, she put a sheet on the bed so the poison ivy oils would be on the sheet and not the blankets, hopefully. PapaCat doesn't seem to react to poison ivy or poison oak, and neither do I, so I got lots of hugs from PapaCat. :-) I love PapaCat. He's the bestest!


Teddy Bear said...

Poison oak is so scary. We're so glad your MamaCat put out a sheet for you.:)

Teddy Bear & Sierra

Katnip Lounge said...

Oh, our Mommy sympathizes! The last time she tangled with poison ivy she ended up on steroids for a week. Prints, we're glad you didn't get all itchy.

Fuzzy Tales said...

Yikes! Prints, that sounds like an adventure you DON'T want to repeat! LOL.

Kari in Alaska said...

That was nice of your mom to be so accommodating!


JB's Big and Small Worlds said...

Uh, it looks like you are laying on a throne there. You don't look like you were punished much at all for taking a roll in the ivy! That looks quite luxurious!