Hey everyone,

I've been so busy with classes and work and trying to get the
newsletter it's been a little hectic.  I had to drop one of my classes
because it was getting so crazy.

So my best guy friend invites me over on Saturday.  I had just
finished a 7 am -4 pm shift so I was dead tired. He had cooked dinner
for me, gave me a much needed massage and even gave me a red rose.
Awww!!

Now, we tried dating years ago, and decided that we're better off as
friends, but it was a very nice gesture.  I came home and put the rose
in a vase on the kitchen table.

I woke up at 8 am on Sunday and went back to sleep and I thought I set
my alarm for 10 am.  I woke up at 1:45 pm.  oops.

So I start to head to the kitchen when what do I see on the living
room floor?

A red rose petal.............covered with teeth marks........

Yep that's right folks, there were a few petals on the table also
covered in teeth marks.  I did a quick internet check and they don't
seem to be toxic to cats.  Also it doesn't look like Mischief's eating
them, just chewing on them.

I jsut got home from a long day of classes and activites and found two
more chewed petals on the kitchen floor.

The rose is drooping but looks kinda ragged.

Now, mind you, just a few days ago, my roomie brought home a rose from
her boyfriend and did Mischief touch it?    NOPE, she's only
interested in what's MINE.

Of course, I am the one that  shoved her into a carrier last wednesday
and brought her to school where me and my classmates practiced
physical exams.  I was working on other animals, but my friends looked
in her ears, listened to her heart, felt for a femoral pulse and
palpated her organs.  we're almost through the class when I hear, "Uh,
Kristi, your cat just expressed her anal glands."

*sigh* not again.  She didn't stink up the classroom like she did the
previous week, but it still smelled.  I put her back into cage that we
have for guest animals and even gave her a piece of my chicken
sandwich.  She just glared.  Sheesh!

Guess she's taken her frustrations out on my poor rose.  

Ah well............

There was a cat at work named Gypsy that seemed really nice, but
turned PSYCHO when we tried to get blood from her.  It ended up the
doctor holding the head and the front legs, me holding the back legs
and another tech drawing the blood.  Then I held off the vein and
after another moment the doctor said, "On the count of 3, we let go,
ready?  1....2...."

Man the cat flipped out.  The next day when I opened the cage door to
put in a litter tray, she growled and slapped the tray out of my hand.
Yipes.....   I had to distract her with my left hand so I could slip
in the food dish with my right.  Damn.............

We're going to have two program cats at school soon.  We're waiting to
get the AC fixed in the cat room, so the cats can live there.  They
are littermates and their names are Brother and Sister.  :)

Okay, I gotta go.  My chinese take out has arrived and I have a ton of
homework and reading to do.

Take care,

Kristi