Happy November, Team Moo Moo!

Let me begin with glorious news. The Lobby ringworm outbreak is over! This news is so good that I have to sing about it.

Ding Dong! The ringworm’s dead
Which ringworms? The ones that spread
Ding Dong! The ringworm spores are dead
Come on in, without the dread
Place some pets upon my head
Spread the news, the wicked spores are dead!

We can have visitors in the lobby again! It’s wonderful to get pets and play time after being isolated for so long. We’re pulling out all the stops, being as cute as possible to get extra attention.

The restriction was lifted in time for Halloween. It’s a big holiday for the black cats who live here. For the rest of us, it’s the day we indulge our loved humans by allowing them to dress us up in costumes and post silly photos of us.

Last year, my correspondent Nancy “envisioned” me as a cow. A bit pedestrian, don’t you think? A nod to both my name and my plus size? She said it was about my gentle nature. I have my doubts.

Well, no cow costume for me this time. Since they put me on a diuretic for my heart condition, I’ve become quite svelte. I guess I was carrying a lot of water weight. In the tradition of famous fashion models like Iman and Twiggy, I’m contemplating changing my name to just Moo.

I was hoping correspondent Nancy would “envision” me in a supermodelesque costume this year. Perhaps a bikini and sunglasses. Instead….. this. A nod to my fear of slug aliens. I know it’s a snail costume, not a slug costume. But everyone knows a slug is a snail without a home on its back. Very funny. Not!

You’re probably thinking that I have a lot of phobias. I definitely suffer from molluscophobia, but I’m only afraid of space alien slugs. Scoleciphobia, too, but I only fear ringed worms from outer space, not ordinary worms. But I admit to being full-on acarophobic. Blood sucking, disease-carrying ticks really scare the fur off me.

I overheard one of the humans asking if we were doing ticks or treats at Tabby’s Place. Oh my gosh, that was almost enough to send me into an asthma attack. If we got overrun with ticks, would chickens have to be brought in to get rid of them? I suppose one of the solariums could be converted for hens in hopeless situations. 

As it turns out, they were talking about tricks or treats for children who might visit on Halloween. What child in their right mind wouldn’t ask for treats? Take my word for it, treats are the best! Ask for treats one thousand percent of the time.

It seems that children like different treats than us. Chocolate appears to be a clear favorite. If they got a treat, they would be offered Hershey bars or other candies. I wondered what they would get for a trick? My correspondent to the rescue with the answer to that question. Apparently, there’s a recipe online for chocolate cat poop cookies that look like real cat poop. You can’t make these things up.

The veterinary staff has been taking good care of me. They monitor me closely and adjust my doses of medicine as needed. I’m doing well except for one thing. I’ve long been a fan of pill pocket treats for my other medicine, but they don’t camouflage the taste of my new heart medicine at all. It’s so bitter! Consequently, I’ve been a little less enthusiastic about taking my medications. Because I must get the correct doses, the staff pills me twice a day now. Rest assured that I’m very cooperative about it.

I continue to be very dedicated to my job as the medication dispensing assistant. I’m always looking for new ways to be useful. I added the responsibility of monitoring my coworker’s coffee so that no one knocks it over. I’m happy to help.

One of my favorite days of the year is coming up on November 22nd: Thanksgiving With The Cats! We have lots of visitors, and they feed us little cups of cut-up turkey. There are tours and refreshments for our guests from noon to 4 p.m. I’d like to take this opportunity to invite you. I would love to see you!

Thanksgiving is the best time to reflect on what you’re truly thankful for. I’m so very thankful to have you, dear sponsor. Your love and generosity make a difference in my life every day. I appreciate you more than meows could ever say.

Blessings and good cheer to you and yours as we head into the holiday season.

Love,
Moo Moo
(With help from your correspondent, Nancy)