Thankful Thursday Blog Hop

I'm grateful today that Mom got a call back from my mobile vet, 

Dr. Sandy, with all (relatively) good news!

Dr. Sandy
She's nice, but she wants blood!

My kidneys and liver are good, which one always worries about with a (nearly) 18 year old cat, and the vet agrees that the 2 lumps on my ribs are most likely just little benign lipomas. We're going with that unless they get bigger or start to bother me. I'm at the age where I really don't want to be messed with, and quality of life is my priority. I won't go to the vet (they have to come to me!). I can't take sedatives. (I'm opposite cat. Sedatives make me insane, and NOT sedate at all!) They can only knock me out, which I don't want to do because of all the risks at my age. So we're just accepting the 99% probability that they're nothing serious.

My thyroid count is still off, so we're going to double up on my meds and I need to be retested in a few weeks - which means more fun for you, because this time Mom's going to take a photo of me in the muzzle in a compromising position.

I kid you not.
This isn't me, but this is what she put on me!!

Oh, look!
Your Mom can make you one at home!

Don't even...
Wait! Is that @stunningkeisha!? MOL...

Anyway... all thing's told, I'm a strong, healthy mancat. 

I feel good, and I've even been jumping up on the sofa 

and chewing on Mom's hair, which I haven't done in a long time...

And for that, I am grateful.