Sundays With Tabs the Cat, Makeup and Beauty Blog Mascot, Vol. 382 - Makeup and Beauty Blog

Dear Diary,

I'thou baaack! Guess who returned from the islands feeling refreshed and renewed? This true cat right here.

I'm still going through some holiday withdrawals, then behave with me if I occassionally lapse into a Hawaiian chant or get upwards to do the hula.

Really, I'm more of a Tahitian dancer myself… I'm all about the hips.

I had k plans to spend last Friday recovering from my holiday, haha, simply alas, I was thwarted. My two assistants (damn them) conspired against me.

OK, I'yard being dramatic. (What? Me, dramatic?) Information technology was time for my annual checkup and, purr usual, it was a whole Jason Bourne-caliber situation to go me there because my two assistants know that as much as I honey taking care of this torso, I hate taking information technology to the vet. So, they deceived me under the guise of "going to Nordstrom." I happily entered my true cat carrier thinking that I was going to be able to pick upwardly some Burberry or Prada, but then nosotros pulled upwardly to the Mill Valley Cat Dispensary instead…

I briefly thought near doing a echo of my concluding vet visit, otherwise known as my crowning glory.

Wait — do you not remember this, Diary? Of course you do! Information technology was the time when I poo'd on my male person assistant just equally we got to the dispensary. I don't know if I'll ever be able to superlative that, but I was in a meliorate mood this fourth dimension, probably however from Hawaii hangover, so I refrained from projecting any bodily fluids.

The visit went well. Of course I don't enjoy being manhandled, and that thermometer? I demand to have my squad piece of work on a way to check a cat's temperature without it being violated. If we figured that out, we coud rule the world. Anyway, the vet gave me a clean beak of health, although I did not appreciate his reference to my advanced age and my "sturdiness," which I think was code for "plus size."

While I was in the waiting room, I scoped out the other kitties in their carriers to see if at that place was any modeling potential, but I retrieve we were all nether duress, so information technology wasn't similar we were on fleek or anything. I did manage to make some new connections, though, and plan on having a latte with a lovely long-haired Western farsi named Chiffon erstwhile adjacent week.

Toodles,
Tabs

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