Your cat's favourite baked potato filling - testers here

[LanaorAna2]

Come one, come all to the Olli et al. appreciation thread.

Mr C has started wheezing again. Give me strength.

On the upside, might see Nurse Lee tomorrow. Not in my skimpy lace nightie, Spart (good plan tho ).

Am on the way up thanks Allergic, hope you are too.

Dr C has been on me all afternoon (sweet), waking me up when peckish (not sweet).

So no hospital admission?

Thank the stars, the power ABs and the first op worked. TBH the ABs as strong as an IV anyway, so I'm not missing anything except lying in a broom cupboard on a drip surrounded by people's suitcases.

Nearest inpatient A&E is near Gatwick, where people arrive from farflung parts and hop on the coach straight to the hosp main entrance to get fixed by the NHS. There are turnstiles for the queueing system now to get into A&E and another set for triage And that's not counting the locals who are all into gentrification DIY and spend their leisure time diving off ladders and nailing through their thumbs It's the last place on earth you want to be if you're weedy.

If anyone thinks I am having a dig at wasting NHS resources, can I remind them that it is me that has had to produce a form reading

'REASON FOR ADMISSION: punched by elderly tabby

on more than one occasion. And sign it. Me.

Thank heavens for that then. Tbh I can imagine health tourism is huge but no one dares say anything.

REASON FOR ADMISSION: punched by elderly tabby

I had a similar one once - "headbutted by Yorkshire terrier". Friend's dog, very possessive of her, went for me & caught me right in the eye causing blurred vision for a few days. GP sent me to the Ophthalmic department at the local hospital.

Proper sweet "is it food time?" face here

How could you resist? Much more attractive, some might say, than having your face peeled off the pillow by determined paws at 5am. The grunting and panting as Mr C managed to get half my head off the memory foam was what actually woke me up.

Wants chewsticks now.

He was lavishly, loudly sick all through the last episode of the Good Omens premiere. But on the tiles!! So impressed.

Nurse Lee is coming round tomorrow!!!

I wish he was treating me but he's incredibly sweetly offered to scoop up the angry, vomiting Mr C and get him vetted.

In the meantime, having spent hours doing a clean up of entire flat, I fell asleep again and Mr C did the bins for me. Ie shredded all the bags, pulled out everything he liked eating the first time round, and laid the packaging out in the hall as a hint for when I next do the M&S run.

Coronation chicken seems to be a favourite YesQueen, I can see Olli taking to it.

Ooh. He is currently doing scary claw face

Wow those are some scary claws!

Luckily he doesn't use them! I don't think he knows how to

Eat your heart out, Wolverine.

We're having a full groom prior to seeing Nurse Lee tomorrow. I look dreadful - grey, weak - but Mr C's fur shines like glass.

I’ve just gone out and left Matt settling down on a heap of white washing I was too lazy to move off the sofa. Well, it was white washing, it will now be shades of brown...
Impressive claws there, Ollie!
Hope you’re feeling a bit better, Lana. Nurse Lee sounds lovely 😻

What’s been up with Mr C?

Nothing more homely than warm, furry, folded washing I say.

I'm miles better, thanks so much for asking. Spotted my neighbour while out and charged through M&S shrieking 'Look up my skirt'. She is retired surgeon - graciously declined the honour as we were in the, er, deli aisle but after hushed discussion over the samphire-and-toasted-tuna reckons I'll live.

Recovery has no stronger sign than in honour of Nurse Lee I am going to rip my tache off. You'll hear the screams. Let's hope the clean towels don't get too hairy

Mr C has come back from the vet covered in shit. No idea if it's his, he's never been that incontinent.

Stench past belief and he's too hassly to let me scrub him. Do I call the vet?

Asking to give me time to calm down if I have to.

Nurse Lee had to send someone else for him.

Wet flannel with soap? Would he let you wipe it like stroking him?

Damp bedsock = victory. We've had a bit of lunch and are following the Cozietoesie (TM) Inner Peace Programme ie Movie and a Lie Down.

I've changed and flung open the doors and windows. Will try and sneak the rest off post-nap. Poor little cat. I think he trusts me enough not to feel ashamed, which is the main thing.

Nurse Lee had to send someone else for him.

Well that's why then. Either stress, or a dirty protest, at not having the lovely Nurse Lee collecting him.

Poor pudding. Ollie was really upset when he went on the floor and kept going off hiding
Lots of cuddles and no traumatic films

You've been having rotten luck Lana. Do take care of yourself and Mr C. Is it time for The Sound Of Music? Rainbows on kittens and whiskers on mittens and that sort of thing?

You are all so brilliant Mr C waves a weak paw of love.

Got some posh pate in gold & black swirly M&S plastic (with that cheeky yellow sticker) for later.

Spart it's never not time for the masterpiece that is Cloudy with a chance of Meatballs.