A few weeks ago now, my brother Seville had a bit of a health scare. He was having bad pains and crying and had to go see the doctor. Apparently, Seville had crystals in his urine and those nasty crystals were the cause of his pain. Poor Seville had to spend two whole nights in the hospital which he really did not like. Believe me, he didn't like that at all. But the doctor fixed him all up and he has no more pains now. Thank goodness.
The doctor told Seville that he had to drink more... lots more. He loves his dry food and that, coupled with the fact that he didn't drink enough, wasn't good. But Seville was a little concerned he might develop a drinking problem. He didn't want to do that. I explained to him that drinking water was okay. Better than okay, actually... it was a good thing. It's the nip that might cause those kind of problems...although not for us. We can all handle our nip.
Anyway, as some of you already know, to encourage Seville to drink more, the peeps bought us all a fountain. Yup, they went out and got us one right away. Even before Seville was ready to come home from hospital. We're all lovin' the fountain so much. I take a drink every time I pass it and since peep #1 put the fountain right between the family room and the kitchen, I pass it A LOT! That means lots of drinks for me.
And yes, Seville is drinking lots too. He takes drinks ALL the time now which is great 'cause the doctor said that will help him not get those pee-pee problems again. He has really taken it to heart.
And speaking of hearts... yesterday was Valentine's Day. Did you know that? Seville wrote a poem for me to pass along to everyone for the big day but to be honest, I didn't find it all that Valentine Dayish. In fact, it really wasn't appropriate for Valentine's Day at all. Thank goodness I didn't have a scheduled post until today... the day after Valentine's Day. The poem was however, appropriate for a post about Seville and his, well... you know whats. So here it is. Seville says it's called "Easy Peasy."
The more I drink,
the more I pee.
The more I pee,
the easier it be.
That's the key!
I do hope you all like Seville's little poem. He's really quite proud of it. That's kind of why I didn't have the heart to tell him I wouldn't pass it along. He gave the poem to the peeps for Valentine's Day. I was so proud of my first peep. She didn't roll her eyes or anything. Instead, she gave him a big hug and then a whole bunch of kisses. Not sure what Seville thought of that! Actually, I do know. He hopped down from the chair, lifted his tail and peed right on the peep! Could you believe it? The peep did let out a not-too-happy kind of of squeal but then she just went off and changed her pants. Had to be done, I suppose. Although not very nice of her when you think that Seville had gone to all that trouble to tell her she was his Valentine. The rest of us cats gave the peeps a rose bush. The flowers are red and pretty. We're not allowed to eat them though. That's too bad. They look quite delish.